Now I know that I'm broken,
As I see you turn away.
And I'd tell you that you look good,
If I could just find my voice,
Because you're walking out that door,
You're leaving me no choice.
Just like the rest you played your part,
And then I had to break your heart.
Exit stage left and fade the walls.
Silence echoes, sadness calls.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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