Untitled - Poem by Paul Cornell
All she hears are shout & cries, she knows this cant go on,
living in this life on a world where she feels she cant belong.
It started out so perfect, how does it always end so wrong?
She breaks down and pours apologies for everything shes never done.
Shes been down this road before and always loses her way,
cos theres never lights to guide her or voices telling her what to say,
Why does everything she love so much crumble up and fade away?
She feels so lost and lonely like no-one will ever stay?
And she knows whats gone away is lost, nothing can replace,
but shes getting stronger with each tear thats rolling down her face.
tears clear the fog And now she can finally figure it all out,
that she knows that deep inside her she'll find what lifes all about.
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