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So many broken minds

Spilling words from shattered hearts

And for what

And for whom

And when did these confessions start

Having such addictive qualities

That they could consume

The consequences of not releasing them



You're nowhere to be found

And for three years now

I've been speaking to myself

In words I believed I needed to read

But, how can my eyes see a thing

When they're so fixated on a memory



I could spill this out

In buckets of love, and hate, and regret

Within an instant

Within a moment

Within a memory that never fades

Into feelings of failure

Or into the same set of circumstances

That I would eventually leave you with



You're nowhere to be found

And for three years now

I've been searching the depths

Of the silence

And for three years now

I've been searching the depths

Of how blind you can feel

When your heart's on auto-pilot



I wish I could stare into your eyes

And sit in the silence

Of five feet separating two chairs, separating our lives

Without you knowing I'm just wasting mine

And without you knowing my heart's still yours