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Your Eggshell Heart

I am broken, I am lost.
For you I'd pay the highest cost,
But you never even knew.
The tears come and we're undone
Atrophy the soul and sun.
Can't make it right, can't hold you tight.
I'll hide my sorrows in the night.
It's such an ache. Pain's all we make.
Mortal hearts designed to break.
I'm in pain and torn apart,
Lost inside your eggshell heart
And you never even knew.
The days go by. I'll dry my eyes
And always chase the answers why.
Can't ease the pain. The scars remain.
It doesn't matter who's to blame.
It's meant to be: the world set free,
And it meant everything to me.
I am lonely, I am scared,
Hanging on your every word
And you never even knew.
Perfect pain is such an art.
I'm lost inside your eggshell heart
And you never even knew.

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