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Empty conversations,
Another waste of words
Another ache in my chest
Another thought never to be heard
Another moment I wished to be happy
Another moment I dreamt of a “we”
Another look at the clock,
It’s still only a quarter past three
Another sense of panic,
Time is running out
Another look in the mirror,
A new kind of doubt
How can I believe in you when I cannot believe in me?
How can I trust you, or anyone, when you lie right in front of me?
Another day, another night
Another look at the clock
Another soft sigh heard
Another sign that I truly am the black sheep within a white flock



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