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I stare at myself in the mirror Bloodshot eyes I laugh, a familiar lump Rising in my throat Showers Always the best time and place to cry Why? Maybe it's because the water falls to the ground, together with your tears I step in The cold water shocks me and I immediately relate Cold, just like my empty, bare soul Sometimes in the shower, You never know if you've stopped crying As your face is always damp Slowly the water heats up and The tears let loose Ragged breathing, choked by the steam filling the bathroom Lonely. Helpless. Disappointed. Am I loved? Not anymore I think But there is some warmth left Only from the hot water running down my back I know what you're thinking 'What an emotional kid", right? But you can't hide the truth That you were once finding comfort from your shower
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Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 7:48 AM UTC
Showers
I stare at myself in the mirror Bloodshot eyes I laugh, a familiar lump Rising in my throat Showers Always the best time and place to cry Why? Maybe it's because the water falls to the ground, together with your tears I step in The cold water shocks me and I immediately relate Cold, just like my empty, bare soul Sometimes in the shower, You never know if you've stopped crying As your face is always damp Slowly the water heats up and The tears let loose Ragged breathing, choked by the steam filling the bathroom Lonely. Helpless. Disappointed. Am I loved? Not anymore I think But there is some warmth left Only from the hot water running down my back I know what you're thinking 'What an emotional kid", right? But you can't hide the truth That you were once finding comfort from your shower
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Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 7:48 AM UTC
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