Heavy in my head
Heavy on my heart
I dwell in my sadness
Lurk in the outer lines
Happiness is a lost goal
I'm celebrating, pouring
Drinks on my heavy, dirty
Soul. Days get longer with
Each and every lingering
Note, burning in my brain.
They stay there all night, all
Day, I silence my sobs upon
White softness of the pillow
Underneath my head, my
Chest compresses, tightens
Hard, twists my veins into
Knots, it gets hard to breathe
You don't know how it feels till
It happens to you, mourning a
Lost fallen soldier, welcomed
Into the Black Parade.
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