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sometimes I feel like I'm grieving all the lives I almost got to live but I didn't get to.
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I almost got everything I wanted, I got to taste it on my tongue it's sweetness but I wasn't allowed to have it.
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I was always near to things and so far away as well that I could only see a dot in my sight.
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I don't fit in. I never did, never wanted to, I'm my own person that the person doesn't even know who is this.
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3:30 tree let down your shriveled hands. grab me tightly for a dance. I don't love this anymore, there is nothing where my heart should be.
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1:39 well it's the way you think, you breathe and you talk. when you cut yourself to pieces and bark, I stuck around and tried to hold your head, but you kept me wishing I was dead.
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I stay awake all night for the plot.
(the plot in question is thinking to the final stages of insanity)
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1:18 a yearning for the quiet that oblivion gives. the crimson lines, a roadmap of despair. I know it's wrong, I know it's weak. a fleeting moment, a stolen peace.
