Inspiration is creeping up like clouds in a boundless sky
I'm resisting the urge to cower in a corner and cry
There's so much more to life than meets the eye
I find solace in the menagerie of the moonlit sky
Why does melancholy ache so bad?
You're the only truth I've ever known, the only love I've ever truly had
My heart needs stitching, needs to mend
I'll write a letter to you but will never actually send
This hurts so bad, my aching heart is severed
I wish I could let go, but I'll love him forever
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