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If these walls came crashing down,

would my words make any sound?

would any speech just be a waste?

is it wrong for me to keep the faith?

with an eigth it's hard to care,

or truly find the need to share,

i wasn't aware that you tried to bleed through,

you were never around when i need you,

just please be true, don't make a movie,

out of all the good you did do to me,

it was the best of times that led to the worst,

no amount of sentences empty all that hurts,

i feel my time fading, without much to show,

invited to a reunion that i probably won't go,

cause deep down i know i'll just sit and stare,

reliving our memories everywhere.