J.V.K.D.
I can't breathe the air that you breathe
I can't walk the streets you walk
A picture carved from stone cold glass
In honor of my failure
I cannot live or die without
I can't let go of what I cannot hold
On a monday evening, nothing's true
Except the absence, and the thoughts
Forever can be very short
When you find your heart has turned
Who's to blame if there's no god?
You?
The river of my tears runs dry
As you drown in your lake
We hurt ourselves this way
Can't you see what's happening?
Mislead into these thoughts
Oh lord, where is my home?
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