Broken, beyond repair
There’s deadness in the air
The arms that used to comfort me
Are no longer there
Caravans of tears, I have cried
In the depth of my mind, I’m terrified
A million little pieces, that can’t be re-collected
A crumbled tower, that can’t be resurrected
Time crawls by, and I’m still here
At a lost junction, in the middle of nowhere
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