This is Goodbye

 



I gave my heart 

But it wasn’t a match 

Heart wrenching pain

Flowed through my veins 

Now I’m never the same 

Cause there’s a vacuum in here

And nothing is fitting in there.


You came and left 

Cold and alone 

Dejected to pick up the pieces again

Yet numb to the joys once before.


How am I ever to feel the same 

The only crime I’ve committed 

Giving my heart 

But if I’m given the chance 

I’ll probably give it all over again 

But this is goodbye 

The final of many.


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