here I am, 3am
wondering why / I'm on the floorI breathe in, I'll sleep in
feels like I'd / been here beforefeels like I have lost it
don't know what the cost is
losing what you're fighting forevery second wasted
now's the time to face it
this is not worth dying forWhen the party's over
and I can't remember / anythingWhen the party's over
wish I could put together / everythingwhen the party's over, when the party's over
I'll be here, though I fear
everything I've built will fall apartI lose hope, so it goes
nothing else could break this heartfeels like I have lost it
I know what the cost is
losing what you're fighting forevery second wasted
now's the time to face it
this is not worth dying forWhen the party's over
and I can't remember / anythingWhen the party's over
wish I could put together / everythingwhen the party's over, when the party's over
you try to invite more change
just so things could finally change
but things seem to stay the sameso you go back to the plan
but things have gotten out of hand
you just never understandwhen the party is over, and I can't remember anything
when the party is over, wish I could put together everythingwhen the party's over,
when the party is overwhen everyone decides to leave
be the love you've never received
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why can't I find love like I find tragedy
Poetrya collection of a few thoughts I've gathered to do with love and tragedy.