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I’m going back to my bubble
your world is too much trouble
for me to understand
I need the place where there’s no pain
to live and breathe again
I can’t stay and hold your hand
Because I’m too sick from giving
to the lives who won’t know living
to go through another day
Anaemic, bleeding, dying
in the world that can’t stop lying
you won’t see another way
Say goodbye to all my loving
I can’t stand to take more hugging
from the corpse so cold and bare
I need more than what your able
no more strength to turn the table
I run away from what was there
Screaming, crying, dead
in the world without a head
afraid of the decay
No living thinking bubble
your world was too much trouble
I couldn’t bear another day

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Sorcha Whitehorse ©

Joined October 2008

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the pain of not being able to help someone any further

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