Some lives are longer than others, it seems,
some nightmares are bound to come true.
Some cuts are deeper than others, it seems,
And all hearts pound hard for the truth.
Some pains last longer than others, it seems
And some serve to show you a fact;
Some names are screamed as you're sleeping, it seems
Your whole being keeps reaching back.
Some hearts are tied tight to others, it seems
Strings leave no visible proof
Some parts of me cannot function, it seems
If they are somehow absent you.
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