If I could make a list Of my mistakes and regrets I'd put your name on top And every line after it Because every inch of hope Becomes a world of shame I've had to walk through Each and every day And if I screamed "you were wrong" At the top of my lungs It would never return All the faith that I've lost Because there is nothing left to say That has not been said If I shouted, you wouldn't listen I dought it'd even sink in If you forget how to feel Reach inside your chest Is there a heart beating? Is there just emptiness?
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