We’re loud until we’re quiet.
Keeping it together until we can not.
Hide all your feelings fast.
Your heart’s a mess, coming apart at the seams.
Shattered dreams & broke down heart beats.
We couldn’t help ourselves.
There’s no one word to describe all this dead-end disappointment.
Laugh until you cry & die a little, I did.
It hurts for both of us, but let me let you go.
In the morning you will leave me, like a faded memory.
And I will wash away with the night ahead. Intoxicated by the voices filling our heads, this is where our story ends.
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