I don’t want to keep counting the years
since you took everything away
nothing is the same
none of it is better, my insides are astray
some can never be replaced
by anything or anyone
is it a good thing?
no company made me feel the same way with songs
we used to play at 2:00 am
I have fixed everything I could
I’m smiling and laughing
but there is no fun, there’s nothing funny
Some can never be replaced
by anything or anyone
maybe it’s not a good thing
but why do people leave us even when they are still alive?
there is no way to revive
I have tools but no volunteers
I can’t find any.
Do we need to ask?
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