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still, cold, and clear
bathtub half empty with your tears
you dreamt of space
the stars in your eyes wet mine and i filled this emptiness
too big for two
you add another and another
too big for two
you said that you'd be the last one to call
stayed up all night and you never called at all
i tried my best to only care for you
a mistake to me its big, for you its small
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stuck in cycles he sings in his dreams
too soon to forget that you're the one who left
swore we'd never end like this
consider who you are, i'll miss you from afar
tortured, self loathing and harm
i tried to keep you safe, kept blades off your arms
forever, i'll suffer for a friend
your voice, my ear, a shoulder till the...
last two drops of blood
empty from your veins
last two drops of blood
one for each of us
stuck in cycles he sings in his dreams
too soon to forget that you're the one who left
swore we'd never end like this
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my heart, it beats just another day to see you and him
filled my shoes, adorning your side
our hearts, they beat out of time yet for each other
she wears my clothes, i wear her lies
forgave her twice
i wear her lies
an eve, overly paramount
its like a mix between you and i
i saw you lying there, feeling unaware of what was going on
trapped in dither, i felt an energy so peculiar and melancholy
my heart, it beats just another day to see you and him
filled my shoes, adorning your side
our hearts, they beat out of time yet for each other
she wears my clothes, i wear her lies
forgave her twice
i wear her lies
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02:31
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A Bittersweet Narrative
02:42
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a singular mother takes her daughter, of the age of four, out for a stroll.
ten degrees, three a.m., thursday isn't over until the last man starts snoring
she skates amateurly in her miniature roller skates under the protection of a bright white helmet that glows a soft, glistened burnt yellow-red under the street light
she holds her mother's hand in guidance
take a good look and perhaps, write a note
a mother so strong deserves the recognition
worn out, bitter sweet, loves to love
but deserves all of the purest love
i wish i was there to hold you tighter than your last lover never did
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Love Is When You Leave
03:57
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i looked on past a horizon that lured my whole existence
now i'm as empty as the vase you watered three months ago
still sitting, rotting, waiting
for you to come back
with a pitcher full of water
and a presence full of love
me my flask on hand
for you i'll always feel numb
when things become distant
i'll miss you more than i'll love
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