Absinthe minded waiting room thoughts
I pick up the peices of shattered forgots.
Pacing the halls
Punching the walls
The headless dolls
Torn up shawls
In this Alice Mirror
We are but looking glass people
(Everywhere always a place that's the same)
Want to leave you but I won't
Wanted to love you but I don't
These time have left us broken
The lies and secrets
All the thoughts left unspoken
You never could
I never would
When I fell down
You always stood.
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