The Violet Hour my own devices

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His pain is burning through me
His eyes make me cry
He’s all alone in the lobby
People passing by
Humiliating silence
They laugh, he wonders why
I know he needs a smile
But I’m on the other side
Left to my own devices I’ve become
Something quite disgusting I’ve undone
All the work put forth to change my heart
I’ve spoken, I’ve broken it apart
He needs a little mercy
Can someone show him grace
I can see the hollow edges
Creeping over his sad face
Sinking like a flawed boat
Toward a water fall
Oh God, he needs a smile
But I’m trapped behind this wall
Left to my own devices I’ve become
Something quite disgusting I’ve undone
All the work put forth to change my heart
I’ve spoken, I’ve broken it apart
Watching him burn while bystanders pass
Reading his hunger behind this wall of glass
All the work put forth to change my heart
I’ve spoken, I’ve broken it apart

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