How can you hold someone close,
When your arms aren't open.
How can you want a heart,
When it's too late and broken.
How can you fix something,
With hollow bones.
How can you save anything,
Within a shattered home.
How can you keep afresh,
A withered leaf.
How can you hope for something,
Which you don't believe.
How can you run away,
When your feet are stuck.
How can you try to suicide,
And blame it on luck.
How can you lose something,
That you never found.
How can you break something,
That was never bound.
How can you hold onto,
What was never there.
How can you love anyone,
When you don't care.
How can you cry,
When there aren't any tears left.
How do you listen,
When you are deaf.
How do you see the light,
When you are blind.
How can you say you are alive,
When you are dead inside...
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