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Jun 2012
It's hard to see us on this bright day
When you're sitting all alone in your head
Before you continue, I must say
For the past two weeks I've been fighting back death
The sickness has finally caught up
To you... I am just a person
Trapped under this rolling rock
To me... I am the monster
Hidden behind your door that is locked

You reeled me out then cut the string.

It's hard to see how this love works
When you're standing in a dark and empty hall
No ceilings, No lights
No ending at all
Just you and your lonely black heart
Beating. Screaming out to the wall
Take the clock down. Reset.
Rewind the tape. It's over.
Be sure and retrace your steps
To find nothing at all. No lover.

It's hard to see how beautiful you are
When the thirst for something is always more
You hide your face in material scars
Just open those eyes and unlock the door
There you'll find a mirror and a heart
Take a good look and think back to the start
Maybe next time you'll choose the right one to break
I hope that it's that thought will keep you awake.
Andrew McElroy
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Andrew McElroy  30/M/Florida
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