Did your cries for help relieve?
Did your fake screams sound?
Did you hear the steel tide rise,
And no one care you drowned?

Your life-long vision is a farce,
That on you I depend,
Instead your waves of self pity,
Will dirty you, not cleanse.

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But now you’re really gone away,
I know you can’t return,
And those lost hours, sickly sweet,
Do slowly fade, not burn.

So lost inside the empty shape,
The one you left behind,
And all that I can find to fit
Are old thoughts in my mind.