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ignorance
why must I always be left alone
to sort through the wreckage of my heart
destruction of my soul
the death of everything
I thought I knew
the days are dark and blue
searching for the truth in you
lies leave scars
deeper than you can see
like sharpened knives
cutting straight through me
all the words I'm left with
burned into my mind
haunting me for life
it really is true
that ignorance is bliss
because always knowing
is the worst of it.
© NinaNinetyTwo
to sort through the wreckage of my heart
destruction of my soul
the death of everything
I thought I knew
the days are dark and blue
searching for the truth in you
lies leave scars
deeper than you can see
like sharpened knives
cutting straight through me
all the words I'm left with
burned into my mind
haunting me for life
it really is true
that ignorance is bliss
because always knowing
is the worst of it.
© NinaNinetyTwo
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