I can feel you walk through me
Like I was never even there
I must be a ghost
Becuase you're so unaware
Of my tears that trail behind you
I'm trying to hold on
Calling out your name
But you push me away
Suddenly you're deaf
Trying to block out what was left
Painted freshly in your memory
It hurts, can't you see?
Or should I slit my heart
So you can watch it bleed?
It's already cracked
Almost shattered
Not like you'd know
I guess I never mattered anyway
Monday, April 30, 2007
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