Orphan

Gridlink

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    I never wanted this distance
    This distance between myself and the rest of the world

    Unanswered voicemails the cursor hangs anxiously
    Waiting for words that never come
    Pages filled with scraps of life imagined
    Reconstructed like the act of a murder scene
    I don't want the baggage of things that are left unsaid
    Somewhere in between we've lost ourselves

    Keep our cards close it's how we wear our lies
    Together but we are alone
    Bridge of memories, that ends in death cycling like cover flow
    Why are we trapped where only shadows fall?
    How do we belong?
    Punching holes in myself when there's no holes left to cut and regret does not absolve

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    It's all falling apart in my hands
    It's all i have
    Choked up
    Bled out
    Waiting for tears
    Will they come?

    Further our hearts
    Our rendered voice
    Across the world
    Still the tears won't come

    Orphan

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