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Push

Trying to push away

This feeling crawling beneath my skin,

Putting my head in my hands,

Always giving up, always giving in.

 

I guess this is what

It feels like to be hurt so badly

You just want to disappear.

I guess this is what

 

It feels like to be

Stabbed in the chest.

I guess this is what

It feels like to always have you near.

 

Everywhere I turn I see

Something that reminds me if you.

Everytime I round a corner

I see your face.

 

Everyday I suffer from wounds

That barely explain

What I'm going through.

You don't know what it's like

 

To suffer like me.

You don't know how much

Pain passes through my heart

In every degree.

 

We pass each other everyday

With my face cold as stone.

You grin like there was nothing

Between us.

 

I guess this is what it feels like to be alone.

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Published
Sep 28, 2010
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