I'm slowly losing my mind this time...
don't think that I will ever find...
a way to mend this heart of mine...
a way to face it all this time...
Everybody says.. they know...
just what I'm going through...
and everybody says.. bad times...
all pass.. and mine will too...
but I can't see.. that far ahead...
through my crying eyes...
to even find the will to try..
this time
Everybody says.. that time...
will dry my crying eyes...
and everybody says.. that I'll...
forget.. the hurt in time...
Through crying eyes.. I see no way...
nor will.. to wait that long...
just to think that much more hurt I'll know...
just to find out.. they were wrong
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