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Her words were apologetic
And all I felt was apathy
Those lips drew lines that paralleled mine
She told me that it was her fault
But I could taste the pity
Laced with traces of my failure
And eventually these lines collide
Yet parallels should never cross
Leading us into this paradox
Where you will sleep fine
While I stay awake all night
And no matter how hard I try
I will never feel rested again.