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Hour Glass


It hurts This emptiness thats taken over my body Yet all my mind is filled with you My heart shivers as If Its in the arctic My eyes always filled by the Niagaras Slowly emptying what's left of me Everytime I see you You take not only a piece of my heart But a piece of my soul I want it to stop But im afraid if it does there'll be nothing left of me but a gust of wind You have become my world A mistake you cant make twice Once you've made it your in for life Like a glass of water I cant fill you But you can fill me You've left me broken.... Useless.... And broken I'll be
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