It seems it always fails
This walkway that I'm on
This endless count of trails
Sometimes I don't know why
I keep it all inside
Yeah, I say I'm over it
To others, and I, I've lied
Truly to be over it
It will take some time
Picking up the pieces
And matching up each line
During this long process
There will be a toll
Emotions brimming at the top
Tears falling from my soul.
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