I feel like I'm always grieving,
Even though nobody's gone
Everyones heart is beating around me,
Yet mine would feel like it's stopped
Claws of my sadness scratches my throat,
It's aching, it's hurting,
And it won't ever stop
Words peirce me even though they're soft
I stare at my screen with my heart aching,
And yet it's nobody's fault
I don't know if I can ever explain it
I don't think I could even try
My heart is made of paper,
And the air around me is the knife
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