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Gone through days without talking
There is a comfort in silence
So used to losing all ambition
And struggling to maintain what's left
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The nightly mist, the scent of autumn in my heart
I can hear the winter's song again
My will of life falls away like golden leaves
I'm just a flame who dies in shades
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My dumbass forgot to save my previous account on gmail so now i have to this whore attention stuff
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