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Pain shoots through my body
marking the path of my tears.
So many broken words,
so many wasted years.
Pain shoots through my chest
with such a defined beat.
So many broken hearts,
so many candles lit.
Vanilla and lavender scent
fills my nostrils with memories.
So many salty tears,
so many wasted years.
Memories forgotten
that soon were remembered,
just a flash in my mind
through someone else's eyes.
So many wasted years,
such a wasted life,
with so many candles lit
I can finally say goodbye.