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Sep 2012
I close my eyes as tears they fall
Like rain outside my door
The beating of my heart is all
That I keep waiting for
Why must I, sit here and cry
While you live wild and free
I should've told my heart a lie
To blind it, not to see
A foolish game, a myth, a tale
That would never have begun
Afloat, I'd turn and set a-sail
A war I should have won
But now I whisper salted tears
As I lay here part broken
You confirmed all of my fears
My wounds, remain all open
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