I feel as though my world is slowly falling apart,
bit by bit, piece by piece.
The weight of sadness is tearing at my heart;
the vultures gather to make me their feast.
There are too many things from which I must part.
This changing will never cease.
I swear to God, it's been like this from the start;
from the pain there's no release.
I will never be used to the way life treats my heart;
there is no rest, no comfort, no peace.
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