Bedroom Sadness #2

All the pop music won't help

Past the time that runs so slowly

And lingers around your neck, 

Time took your breath away,

It took your breath away

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With chapped lips,

Singing the tantrums

Of Piledriver Waltz

You wished you could disappear

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You're dying for the wounds

Which you can visually see

Because unlike what's inside you,

You can watch it slowly healed