Like the sand in the hour glass She waits collapsed at bottom Waiting for her turn To start over again Glass walls make a pretty cage Where she can scream and scream In a place where no one hears The echoes of her despair All the tears that are flowing Slowly filling up her prison Threatening to drown her In her own sadness Loneliness is the killer Of her broken heart That all of her will Can’t heal on its own
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