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Good Piece Left

Some how this day doesn't seem like summer.
I am packed and hidden far away.
Ten years ago I felt so alive.
It's 1999 where everything ended easy.
Now I am walking blindly into a black storm.
My Love drowning in this sea of waves.
Know more sunshine to lighten up this sky.
This day I am on the rocks,
Now I've forget I am lost.

If the clouds would open up.
If pain could just feel alright.
But these cuts are crushing good memories.
Only if there was a good piece left of me.

Some how my heart is lying on the floor.
While my back is still up against the wall.
Then all of the tears fall.
It keeps my happiness far away.
My soul slowly fades.

If there could be light.
If hate couldn't exist no more.
But these scars are hurting all the good memories.
Only if there was a good piece left of me.

Some how there is apart of me dead.
And I am looking forward to another lonely afternoon.
This is were not a single word is said.
It was just yesterday everything worked.
Now we are all broken instead.

Some how this day doesn't feel like summer.
The rain fall never seems to stop.
If there was a building I would be on top.
If I had a will, there would be a way.
If I could close my eyes I wouldn't wake.
But these bruises are killing all of my good memories.
Only if there was a deceit piece left in me.

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