Echoes in my head,
rhyme with bittersweet symphonies.
The stains in the clouds above,
hide my tears from coming through.
I hide my heart, in shadows of the past,
the mirror in the wall, reflect the ghosts that live in me.
I can't run from the holds of thoughts filled with she,
I keep rewinding on the sadder times of me.
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