yes it's back again
the 3 am pain
the one I tried to push away
rushing through the day
numbing it in endless ways;
but it rises again,
and wakes me up
this 3 am pain
darkness all around me
a pin pricking pain in the center of my palms, a heavy heart and
silent tears that no one can see
the ones who can comfort have long left me
I am left all
alone in this 3 am pain
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completely understand
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