Two people hurting in different ways in the same room.
As I Google what I can drink
While on Xanax
She’s curled in the corner
Heartbreak acts like a hole
But all deep pain
Feels the same
Like being cut with a jagged knife
You can’t avoid the hurt
Because that just wouldn’t be life
You can hide in the corner
You can drug yourself up
You can become numb to the world
Contemplate the worth of it all
And calculate the years
But when it comes down
To an exact meaning
Life is living through your fears
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