Love is Lonely

Nowhere Near Done

Nowhere Near Done
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Wishful thinking
kept me drinking
saw me sinking
HELP
stupid lies
make me cry
no surprise
USED TO IT
awful feeling
heart WAS healing
left here kneeling
WHY
still bleeding on the floor
doesn’t matter anymore
why is love such a bore?
YAWN
same old routine
say what you mean
try feeling something
MAYBE
leave me here
your point was clear
but i’m nowhere near
DONE