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Somewhere in the world
there is a lost girl
finding sadness in her still broken, shattered heart.
With each an every song she plays
with each chorus of words playing through the silent air
she is reminded of that departed Summer haze.
She now locks her feelings deep inside
staring at a blank, white wall
Each tear slipping down her seemingly emotionless face.
Her swollen heart once stolen away
now lies empty and hollow inside its rusting cage.
For the one she truly loved is lost
The one who was chipped away piece by piece
until all was said and done
and he was laid down next to the deceased.


Off in a small, darkened place
is a boy who's tears now stain his face.
Not willing to let others change his ways
for he has been forever lost in a daze.
On the outside he may come off
As a bitter, angry, closed up soul.
But on the inside all he wants is a home
A home in which he is loved
one in which he finds his great escape.
Each and every lonely night
This boy lies awake
dreaming of something he once had
but was quickly stolen away.


The boy and girl pray every day
for the one thing they wish
was not taken away.
Both so caught up
in their own hard, rough pasts
that they don't see
what has been here since the beginning.
For something neither one realizes
is they have both been so desperately longing
for someone who sees their faults and ugly pasts
yet still wishes to forever last.


Now the girl lives all alone
scared to let someone in.
She never trusts a single soul
in fear of having her heart torn in two.
As days go by
she cries and cries
for she knows she'll be forever lost in the lies.
The lies that once broke her apart
from the one she never wanted to part.
She sees herself in the reflection
of the cold, icy bridge.
She eases her way to the edge
letting the small note fall to the ledge.
She closes her eyes and leans her head back
for happiness is one thing she always lacked.
She slowly exhaled and took one last step
because she knew this was one thing
she would not regret.


The boy now moves from place to place
never once having a permanent home.
As he quietly falls apart
his red, bloodshot, glazed over eyes
close, giving up his fight.
He glances down
pills in hand
and quickly let out a strangled sob.
He falls to his knees
and parts his lips
forever putting himself out of his own misery.

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