The Breakup
And so you try
Until you cry
That one who you knew was right
And you explain
And alas in vain
You find that they weren't right.
Your pain is yours
Their pain is theirs
The pain is one
But never shared.
Bodies stretch
And flesh is teared
And blood is spilled
And you're not spared
Because the blackness
In our soul
Is the fungus all along,
And the reason to keep fighting
Has been spread out all alone.
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