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I'm slipping away

a little further every day

finding it harder to get by

there's a hole in my heart and I know exactly why

someone to fill it is all I want

the thoughts of someone who filled it will always haunt

the one who filled it doesn't care

she seems to go on blissfully unaware

about just how much I care for her

and when I try to tell her the words become slurred

my soul is lonely for one to hold

that feeling of her next to me is worth more than gold

the thoughts to express how I feel end up a blur

and it all started with thoughts of her

living day to day with no goal in sight

living day to day in a constant fight

to live and breath and not give up and wither away

and each day I'm slipping further in every way

sliding down the slopes of depression and hate

wishing these feelings would suddenly abate

knowing well that they'll continue on

they'll keep going until I'm gone

living in pain and wishing for love

hoping that someone will give me a shove

and push me in the right direction

hoping for some sign of affection

from the one who means the most

wishing I could give up the ghost

of this unrequited love