Drowning in a swamp of pity
There's no one left to save me
A shadow of my former self
Too fragile to be back on the shelf
Downing whiskey along with pills
Seeking love in a market of thrills
Numbing the pain of another rejection
Surely someone somewhere will think me perfection
Alone in a cold and empty flat
Next to the space where you often sat
I would forgive all you did for our sake
I would try any remedy to cure this heartache
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