Song #5 Five Songs and Heartache

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For all your love and kind words
That I never could reciprocate
All I give
Is five songs and heartache

Two weirdass poems,
With ink bleeding on my skin
You gave me all of yourself
I couldn't even let you in

For all you gave, I took and took
Yet when it's your soul at stake
I drink
And I give you five songs and heartache

The shades of my pencil
Draw things in abstract
So when you look at the canvas
It ain't your face that looks back

The person you believe in
Exists but I'm not in state
To ever love
So take my songs and heartache.

When I dream while awake
These feelings hit me
I never told you about them
Because they don't belong to me

And all the words that I wrote
Made me tired and now it's late
So before i forget
I write the final song with more heartache

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