| Graceful goodbyes, common but sad,
disrupted hearts
that make me mad.
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Corrupted minds that hardly speak,
unanswered calls
that die real quick.
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Painful illusions in my empty soul,
a tear of pain
becomes my goal.
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Memories of the past a knife for each one,
engraved in my
heart
every day that will come.
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