burnt free

By: trancelady

everytime i breathe

i'm pushing through the grief

when i look inside myself

i see a secret hidden shelf

where all my pain resides

but i shove it to the side

to make room for more

it makes my heart a whore

looking for that special someone

to force the agony undone

i see it in your eyes

a way through all the lies

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