Voices surround me, yet I couldn't feel more alone,
Fresh tears moist my eyes, but I blink them back,
Better to cry when no-one can see.
I want to reach out to your hand,
But I know it's not reaching back,
I'm hurt inside, and that's because I love you.
What do you do when you come to the end of the road?
I found a long goodbye waiting there,
Only it was me who said the final farewell,
And you don't even know. |
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