Tired divide
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A black, dark scarred burden hides inside my tired divide
Will you help me dig the hole that's deep enough to bury this sadness inside?
If I can ever get a word in, will you hear what's inside my tired divide?
I'd like to believe you're my only fear, holding the same sadness inside.
Tell me, do you not hear me from inside my tired divide?
Even though I have listened to the burden of your weightful lies.
Now, I am hung by what thoughts are left behind my heavy guise
So take off your disguise, then show me your meanful truth.
Hang a mirror before my eyes; its message be it so uncouth
Searching for the reason of their minds soul peregrine
Not on a wall but floating; to nothing, one can only imagine
If it shows me the way; will I be able to comprehend?
Feelings lost, then lovingly penned about all the thoughts of a lover, a friend;
I can not see through it; yet it certainly does not hide; the way I wear this dark hearts tired disguise
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