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When you no longer care to pick up when he calls Is this breaking up? Are you stuck in a rut? When "sorry" is empty, tears no longer fall, Is this where it ends Or are you just stuck? When you never feel lonely, you only feel numb, And the fights every night seem to blur into one, Are you behind the trigger or under the gun? When your head's never down But you never look up, When a night spent in silence starts to feel like good luck, Are you just in a rut or is this breaking up?
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Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 9:36 PM UTC
Hardly A Poem
When you no longer care to pick up when he calls Is this breaking up? Are you stuck in a rut? When "sorry" is empty, tears no longer fall, Is this where it ends Or are you just stuck? When you never feel lonely, you only feel numb, And the fights every night seem to blur into one, Are you behind the trigger or under the gun? When your head's never down But you never look up, When a night spent in silence starts to feel like good luck, Are you just in a rut or is this breaking up?
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Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 9:36 PM UTC
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