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Jul 2010
Walk, walk away.
What am I to do?
Alone again, just another day.
Do you know the feeling?
Are you alone too?
Without love there is no healing.
So much pain.
Music conceals.
Soothing rain.
Hiding how she truly feels.
Am I ok?
Pretending, being fake.
I hate to do it.
It's only for their sake.
Every lie makes me feel like ****.
I place others above myself.
I clip my heart on my sleeve.
And I take my seat on the bottom shelf.
I remind yo, close the door when you leave.
Written by
Neil Waldron
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