the sun shines everywhere except inside myself
trust forever broken packed safely on the shelf
hate that I no longer t r u s t you
but when its broken what can i do
wondering where this is going, i know where it's been
forever reflecting, i have done it again
just trying to enjoy the present
cause that's all i have with her
how to t r u s t when it has been broken?
most of what is left is not spoken
words left unsaid
is love dead?
same old thing turns anew
life changing what to do
lies disguise the truthful fact
tired of dealing with all the crap
hear the winter wind howl
give my best don't give damn scowl
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