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The depression of knowing another person can't fill you |
| Images faded pillow a cd player too much treble broken glass fallen shards of light bottle of tylenol to end the pain stack of books to answer my questions the pain goes on the books don't know the bass is broken I'm here alone with my faded pillow boyfriends come and go but mean nothing I'm still incomplete I pound my chest I press my stomach still my heart won't beat my lungs won't breathe my jaw drops down can't you hear me? my world turns but I stand still where are you? |