
Thought I learned to express myself
And outgrow all my inner doubts
I thought time healed our wounds
I thought I knew what lost meant
And that sick bitter taste of regrets
Lingering after their guilt had left
Haven’t felt this kind of emptiness
Haven’t felt this kind of darken low
Haven’t ever felt this kind of pain
Haven’t felt this way since my youth
Always thought I could rise back up
Despite how broken inside I’d become
Thought I realized what haunting was
But I can tell you…I’m beginning to
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