when I lost your tune.
Apologies unheard,
deemed inopportune.
I turned down the volume.
I shut off the lights.
I fought through the sad gloom.
I searched every night:
a maze of false and true,
a path dark and violent.
But I never found you.
Your voice had gone silent.
Cold, naked, lost, alone,
I'm standing here shaking.
You're a statue of stone...
who I can feel breaking.
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"If I bend, then I might not break. I should think about giving in. If I bend, then I might be okay. I should think about how it ends." Frightened Rabbit Break
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