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6 o'clock
my life stopped when you walked out
the clock chimed six
now it's 6 o'clock eternally
I hear the chimes and the door clicking closed echoing in my mind
it's a hollow sound
I should have known you wouldn't turn back
and maybe in my heart, I did
replaying the last argument over and over
wondering what was the nail in the coffin
my thoughts run so fast and my mouth even faster
what pushed you over the edge?
I'll never know because you won't talk to me
and I die a little more in the silence every day
cold comfort is my anger that refuses to come
because I know I was wrong
wrong for a long time
I can't get mad at you for leaving
or blame you for refusing to see me
you know I'm broken
would see it in my eyes
and the last pieces of you still whole would shatter
so I walk on into the silence
try to find some sense of redemption in the sun
and some hope in letting you go
with the knowledge it's time
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