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What will I do with empty nights
That leave my pillow wet
From tears I cried in dreamland
Over love I can't forget.
What will I do with these feelings
That are trapped so deep inside
That fill my inner being
Possesed by the words you lied.
What will I do with the hunger
That eats me from within
That gnaws away at my lonely flesh
Crawling right beneath my skin.
What will I do with moments
That were saved for only you
They all still stand somewhere in time
In a dream that never was true.
What will I do with my honesty
With faith and all I believed
When all thats left is an emptiness
And a soul thats truly grieved.
What will I do with tomorrow
Knowing you're no longer here
I suppose thats what I face at night
Holding a pillow wet with tears.
SpentHeart
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