Tenth, eleventh?
Maybe fourteenth, sixteenth?
Was it the ninth?
These are the numbers I cannot recollect
And I cannot make my heart to care
Anymore
Was it a month, two or maybe six?
I would not dare to remember
As it was just a simple day
Until I couldnt bare, to pull air in my lungs
No more
It was quiet, loud and so impossible
Fare was left to share
Another day of my life
Noone cared or dared
Only to take a knife to my heart
Did I say?
See you around? Never again?
Too much goodbyes
Never enough Hello's
Was it ten, twenty
Maybe even thirty years ago
Never changed
Always the same
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