Sometimes a bitter heartbreak can push us to realise that we were wrong about certain things.
Blue , the world is tinted blue to me ,
Pain , it seems that pain is all I see ,
Truth , it lies buried deep within my soul ,
Emotions trap my way to regaining my control ,
And thoughts bounce back from stained glass walls inside my mind ,
Leaving bitter memories … and my sanity behind
I capture every note , I’m sensing every move ,
Underneath my skin is an empty pump I try to soothe ,
The foundations of my faith begin to fall ,
I’m left feeling much too small ,
Much too small ,
‘There is no love’ she claimed.
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