This Hole
Let the music
empty my soul
let these sounds
fill this hole
for i fear
i cant take much more
and whats near
is a sore
a cut a wound
permanently set
on my heart
it bleeds regret
closing my eyes
covering lies
shielding goodbyes
it quietly dies.
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