The Author's Tears

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[Verse 1]
I wrote these words with trembling hands,
A fragile world built on sinking sands.
Each line a fragment, a piece of me,
But the cracks run deep, too far to see.

[Chorus]
The author weeps for the story told,
A fleeting warmth in a world so cold.
The ink bleeds truth, the pages tear,
A silent cry hangs in the air.

[Verse 2]
The mirror reflects what I cannot say,
A ghost of myself fades away.
I built these walls to hold it in,
But the flood of pain begins again.

[Chorus]
The author weeps for the story told,
A fleeting warmth in a world so cold.
The ink bleeds truth, the pages tear,
A silent cry hangs in the air.

[Bridge]
Was it worth the cost, this bleeding art?
To bare my soul, to break my heart?
Each word a wound, each verse a scar,
Carved in the dark, reaching too far.

[Outro]
And as the ink runs dry, I fade,
A shadow left by the words I made.
The author cries for what was real,
For the wounds that time will never heal.

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