In the wake of my regret (you can feel my pain)
you won't see clearly through my state
unexpectedly it is too late.
how were you to know that
I was actually letting go?
inner worlds colliding
all that I am undergoing
In the air you hear my laugh and reach for
every chilling memory
I wonder if you wish you could sense that
my heart is bleeding
I find myself here again with
one more fall from grace.
thank-you-clark
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