there is a certain heartache in loneliness
in the words you have swimming before your eyes
the things that are left unsaid
in the silence of the night
there is a palpable pain in discontent
in knowing that you tried and it didn't work out
that your heart is closed
the moment has passed
i hear shuffling in the other room
sometimes mumbling too
i don't reach out
i dont want to know
my heart is closed
the moment has passed.
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