To lean against the wall and see,
the face so clear, only to me.
To hold the words up deep inside
To push my heart for now..aside.

It’s the better choice I know;
so now instead I let you go.
But you shall never know these things;
or the burden that my silence brings.

But my soul will never be in need of mending;
as long as I can keep pretending.
To see your smile, I can go on without regret;
Glad, and thankful that we met.

Within the painted shadows I lie;
waiting for you to pass me by.
So I can stay with you a little while;
and practice my bleeding, somber smile.

 
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