[Taylor]: 628.Poetry.Con
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Looking back on the painful memories with tears burning my eyes
Wishing someone could rescue me from this pain and hold me tight
The exact same feeling that seems to dwell within
A hollow piece of nothing, a nothing that I call me
There’s nothing left to do but let this hatred start to creep
Holding them tight against my head, being consumed by all my fears
Knowing that on the inside is where it’s going to hurt.