You can't save your little world

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What do you do once your whole world just falls apart?
You're begging and crying, just for it to get fix.
But can you fix something that is impossible to restart?
And you're falling from the highest cliff,
Wondering if you'll ever stop hearing your heart sniff.

Your heart has been broken a billion times,
And you're wondering "Will I ever be able to fix it?"
Oh and it's too hard to admit it,
But deep inside you know well that you will never get over these crimes.
Your heart is bleeding and your world is crashing.

You're lying here in this pain,
Wondering "What the hell will I gain?"
And your tears are warming your poor cheeks,
You once again wonder...
"What if I will have to go through this for weeks and weeks?"
You know so well that you will never have the power.

You're falling down from the highest cliff,
Wondering if you'll ever stop hearing your heart sniff.
And you're witnessing your own little world being destroyed,
But you know that there is nothing you can do about it.
So, you keep mourning your own death,
Wondering if someday there will be faith.

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