One Well

Seems the well ran dry,  it seems the well ran dry.
The buckets come up empty and
it seems the well ran dry.
I try to think of you,
and I can’t remember your eyes,
it seems the well ran dry,
seems the well ran dry.
I wish I could hold something familiar
with sharp edges and a hateful core,
it seems the well ran dry,
there’s nothing to come here for.

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