Too Late

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In order to make it any clearer

It would have to be bashed over your head

It's done, you'll never get any nearer

I've said everything that needs to be said


Now, I'm constantly trying to avert

The subtle moments where I hide my screams

Worthless memories, all they do is hurt

Stay out of my head! Get out of my dreams!


This is the reason why it's called falling

Now I know love is just a losing game

When it ends, it's unbearably galling

Played until the pain burns brightly aflame


As long as it takes, I'm willing to wait

But by that point, it is always too late

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