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I watch you sit there,

All alone, confused, and hurt.

I see all the questions burning,

Burning themselves in your soul.

You've finally found your Siren,

But she belongs to another.

Yet, you stay there,

Hoping, wishing, and dreaming.

The heart entumbed in your chest,

Is being torn, piece by piece.

All of the uncried tears,

Consum all of your remaining power,

You dare not let them show,

Afraid you might be weak.

But you're not weak,

You are anything but!

You're losing sleep,

You smoke more and more.

Remember we're here for you,

Remember we care.

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