Pain my sweet friend,
why do I court your door?
Flirting with your dangerous flame,
Inviting the "I told you so"
This war in my head has
existed for far too long
I'm hungry & broken down
tears flow to an old lost song
I'm tired of your tirade, the erosion
The unravelling of my heart so slow
Tired of waiting, tired of running
With nowhere to go
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