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I sit and cry, feeling my heart become solid,
Then it cracks and melts into a bloody mess.
Thinking of you yet not being yours,
I should be glad I’m in your life yet it pains me I’m not in your heart.
I sit up late, in my dark, desolate room huddled in a sobbing mass,
Clinging on to the glimmer of hope and light that the candle provides.
I sit there wiping away the crimson tears, hiding away my terrible sin.
Praying no one, especially you, finds out what I have done.
Then it cracks and melts into a bloody mess.
Thinking of you yet not being yours,
I should be glad I’m in your life yet it pains me I’m not in your heart.
I sit up late, in my dark, desolate room huddled in a sobbing mass,
Clinging on to the glimmer of hope and light that the candle provides.
I sit there wiping away the crimson tears, hiding away my terrible sin.
Praying no one, especially you, finds out what I have done.
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Couple of verses expressing some feelings I've bee having over the last few months.
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Awww huni *huggles* I know the feeling