There is a hole in my soul.
At the bottom is a monster and he has a hold of my heart.
Scratching and clawing he is ripping it apart.
Ya I'm good at putting on a show.
But deep down inside that's not how it goes.
There is a hole in my soul.
One as big as the black hole.
Every hole I patch with bubblegum.
Another springs a leak .
Somedays I ask myself .
How did I end up so weak ?
There is a thorn in my heart and it slowly bleeds .
I would do anything to go back to how it used to be.
I wish I had treated you differently .
Cos now there is a hole in my soul where you used to be.
©budmac38
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