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No matter how much time passes
The feeling never seems to fade
My message may never reach the masses
I feel as if all my cards have been played
Curled under blankets in a dark room
The radio plays music in the background
My mind roams through itself as if it's a tomb
For the moment the tears have stopped
But I no longer know who I am
And it feels as if my glass heart was dropped
I keep waiting for the answers to hit me with a "wham!"
Yet somehow I doubt it will happen
Just as I know the words I need to hear will never reach my ears
