In the Dark

When it’s dark

People want things from me

Things I don’t want to give

And it makes me sad

When they’re taken away from me

Aren’t you sad too?

That you have something

That doesn’t belong to you?

That you’ve stolen from me

Something that’s only mine to give.

Something that made me whole

You’ve stolen and now I’m just a

Hole.

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