watching it go down
after yousing it for selfish purposes
you laugh as if it dident have feelings
you wave it good by for all time
never comming back
a piece of me never comming back
your insides out
never turning back
cought in a worldwind of pain
then scratches the surface of death
the death of a good thing
can it be bad
a new you blossems
but the old you is missed
can it find its way back to you
can you start a new
well the begining is the end
the end of a new begining
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