The last thread
Waiting for the wounds to heal, Waiting for scars to just peel But the waiting never ends, And now i'm hanging on the last thread The shattered heart is left inside me, The sharp pieces keep making me bleed But the bleeding never ends And now i'm hanging on the last thread. Trying to face the world with a smile, Trying to throw the memorys into the burning pile, But the trial never ends, And now i'm hanging on the last thread Waiting for the thread to get stronger Trying to hold on a little longer But the pain would never end, And so now i'm breaking off the last thread.
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