I rub my eyes till they're in pain,
Just to see the stars again.
To grasp the way of what once was,
I try to bend my bodys laws.
And once I find that bend is failing,
All you hear from my room is wailing.
So have pity on those of us who cry,
Because its better than saying goodbye.
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