the clock tics but dosent toc you have faith with no hope a door with no handle its like nothings complete anymore are you up or you down your on stage with no crowed locked in your head all alone afraid to love or be loved because the last time you experienced it the feeling was so cold your downloading a song that never completes your hungry but cant eat some days your so low the only thing you can think about how can I get much lower walking through the same house without a should you wanna protect there feeling from you because you know yours are not around and if they are there real shallow kinda like a new born baby they need time to grow so you shelter them in side for months maybe years its a feeling inside you that lets you know when its time to let them go on the out side you seem fine but its like a murder case with you on the inside your ready to build again but insted of picking the pices up you just look in disbelief like how could something so bad ever happen to me so you get angry then you feel hurt they a great person comes along and offer you there work but you dont accept you push them away knowing down inside you could have used the help of them but your hurt want let you live and insted of hurting them you let them go not knowing what could of been all you know is that you alone only things that are with you are your thoughts a hammer and a few nails and the remains of the person that you gotta rebuild witch is you
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