
Lost in the pain of yesterday,
Coming back like a grenade,
Hitting so hard I must drop,
Fading away into what I’ve lost.


It’s morning again,
Waking up to nothing,
It’s killing me inside,
To never see you again,
What more is there?
After the pain?
After the pleasure?
After all the time,
That will never be again?

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