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Little Space


There is a little space in my heart where you are suppose to be
i can see it and i want you right next to me
you said you needed space to figures things out
but you gave me too much, i'm about to shout
the pain you have left me, has crippled me
i wish you could fucking see
instead you are still out in space
looking for stars you hope can replace
the feeling we had, it was something so true
im lost in this fucking world, without you
now as I stand here, arms open wide
i hope youll come over and confide
all your dreams all your fears and all your doubts
but I know you wont, this space you've made created a drought
no rain can fall, just a place where all will die
fuck, am I about to cry
no, i wont because im tired of shedding tears for you
one day you'll see the hell you put me through
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