January 6, 2012
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That’s all we are when we’re not alone
The place I thought I knew so well
The place that I call home
It vanishes as soon as others come our way
And the place where we shared our lives
Seems so far away.

Two people who don’t know of one another
But I thought that we were different
You always were a brother
Yet, when other people come into the scene
Our connection loses it’s meaning
And all that was once sacred and serene

I hate it, but that’s what we always become
Ignorant and dry
We separate back into two instead of one
Once a part so big of me, but now ripped apart
Our bond is torn and broken
Just like the bits of my bleeding heart.

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