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Too afraid to face the truth
So there she lies
Trying to push it all aside
The seasons change as the days drone on
Looking at her now you think she's too far gone
Stuck in her own world
Dreaming of the end
Blocking out the real world
With the thoughts in her head
But the yelling's getting louder
She's starting to feel the heat
Her confidence is dying
She's sick of defeat

You were the one thing she had
You were the one thing she thought she knew
You said you loved her but you stopped it
As you held her, her heart dropped and
Then she relapsed again
So close to taking that last step
Out of this dark and lonely room
She put her whole heart into you

You walked out, said goodbye forever more
She's crying now
Said you didn't love her anymore
She just lies there now
Told her you didn't care what she did
She's slowly dying now

She screams in her sleep
The nightmares are unbearable
Every now and again you catch a glimpse of her
What's left of her
She'd tried so hard to make you see
All the beautiful things she could be
But you took that dream away
Lit it up in flames

You walked out, said goodbye forever more
She's crying now
Said you didn't love her anymore
She just lies there now
Told her you didn't care what she did
She's slowly dying now

One night you hear the siren sound
But the thought doesn't cross your mind
Later on it shocks you to find
Her last words written out to you on a blood stained sheet of paper

She don't drive by your house anymore
She's up in heaven now
Up above looking down on you forever more
You'll regret it now
She don't sit by the phone all alone
She's finally sleeping now
She's finally sleeping now

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Kinda depressing now that I think about it. I don't know how much I like it to be honest. I'm always really critical of my work, going back and changes things. Making corrections for weeks until I think I have it perfect. I guess there's always a line or two that I don't think fits, so I sit there and sit there until one day something better hits me, something I'm positive I like and I can replace whatever else.

Also, I'd like everyone to note that I do write out all of my work and mail it back to me. That way the post office dates it and as long as the envelopes stay closed I have proof that this is my work and I wrote it. It's just one of those pre-cautions. I'd rather be safte than sorry and all that. Besides, I'm recently discovering that I have trust issues. No really, I seriously think I do. Whatever. Please let me know what you think. All comments are welcome. Oh, and thanks for taking the time to read all this. It means a lot.