The wounds are healing, yet the scars so evident.
Broken pieces mending but things just dont fit quite the same.
Slumber finds me easily though sleep is not found.
Time goes by and days turns to months, yet the hours drag slowly on.
The sun comes out but it shines no light and it rains but there is no clouds.
The room is empty but I feel so crowded; I am in a crowd but I am so alone.
Each day I find the strength to move; yet I feel so weak.
I drink the water but I find myself still thirsty, I eat the bread but am still hungry.
I wake with a passion, though I find no purpose
I live each day but I am dead.
I love but am not loved in return.
I am hated but I don't hate.
I need you, yet i dont want you.
I miss you, but I won't see you
I love you, though I shouldn't
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