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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