There she sits, more than dead,
With a shattered heart.
Smiles have faded,
She's falling apart.
The tears I see,
As they fall from her face.
I want to hold her,
To help her find her place.
If only she could see,
She was more than enough.
Than maybe this break-up,
Wouldn't be so tough.
But sitting in silence,
I see all her pain.
She's screaming inside,
As she whispers his name.
I see all the marks,
The marks of insanity.
As her words grow louder,
Words of profanity.
She whispers "why me?" and then bursts into unstoppable howls
As she tries to fake a smile.
But her pain increases more, as she screams in agony.
Her hearts shattered in a pile.
She's wasting away,
And she doesn't even care.
For what's a life without him,
If he's not even there…
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