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Empty
letters in a box
but I can't bring myself to read the words
an afterthought
resist the urge to let myself sink into the dark
you thought I rehearsed
at least to me its clear I meant every word
the tables turned
you got my best and I get nothing in return
how long will I stay up late to cry?
will moving on ever erase you from my mind?
but darling, I can lie
I can pretend I'm strong enough to stay alive
you crippled me
entombed me in the ruins of my love
I'm an apparition
I stand before you, my soul buried in the mud
but I can't bring myself to read the words
an afterthought
resist the urge to let myself sink into the dark
you thought I rehearsed
at least to me its clear I meant every word
the tables turned
you got my best and I get nothing in return
how long will I stay up late to cry?
will moving on ever erase you from my mind?
but darling, I can lie
I can pretend I'm strong enough to stay alive
you crippled me
entombed me in the ruins of my love
I'm an apparition
I stand before you, my soul buried in the mud
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