Only the passionate can see.
I�ve lost the passion in my heart & eyes�
The only things left are hatred & lies.
If you can�t tell, then I can�t explain�
Only the passionate remain.
I have no tears left & nothing to lose,
Just a mountain of emotion I can not use.
Smoking a pack, then feeling like dirt.
Only the passionate feel the hurt.
And this sinking fear that seizes my brain
Takes me back to more regret & pain.
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