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Looking Through the Pane

Through my hole of a heart
As the ceiling falls apart
Looking through this pane
See her out in the rain
Her father holds all the reign
Now I feel this pain
My eye sees the past
As it goes right pass
Looking at before
How we could soar
Now I sit here sore
As you slam all those doors
I thought you were the one
I thought with you, I had won
Now I sit on this stair
I sit here now and stare
Everything is bare
As this new weight I must bare
How has this become a war
I now hold the ring you once wore
I need to be reborn
To se a new bourn
These words I lay them
Just as you laid me
Hit by hit
My soul’s been torn and rip
Now our relationship is R.I.P.





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