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no direction, dressed in distress
suppressed by excess of regret
expected infection, hard to digest
a left mess that's best to forget

projected wreck is yet to accept
object of the reflected effect
where defective breath has wept
i rest in the echo of my neglect
No one ever tried to understand
no one ever tried
no one ever held my hand
no one by my side

no one ever talked to my heart
no one ever did
no one ever played a part
everyone always hid

no one ever taught me good
no one ever would
no one felt so misunderstood
no one ever should
i have tried to post this many times
We're living to die
And dieing to live.
I hope you forgive
All those things that I did.
I'll look to the sky,
And I'm asking why
Do we get so focused on the questions,
That we look past the answers.
They gave you their confessions,
To lesson their sentence.
Digging through sorrows
Waiting for tomorrow's,
That will never be there.
So give him the care,
That he really needs.
It wasn't all there,
In the stems and seeds.
Let's learn and let grow,
Cuz we're letting go.
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