Oh Well, Oh Well
I’m tired in this drop
The walls are all the same
I’m soaked now
In the midst of deteriorating
It hurts more than normal
I think it’s broken
The light up top is gone now
Just like the one down here
Oh well… oh well.
The love inside the teardrops
Has turned to the coldest rain
Now there’s just the pain
It’s settled in my chest
Eating at my insides
Feeding at the dead lives
The end will not come quickly
Not even quietly
For now, I just sigh at thee
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