but the happy memories are too close in time
i hope they stick to the walls
soon i will leave, can i have peace then?
what youre giving me now, nothing but misery
i will weave the dreams into the bedframe
soon i will have a new bed, can i have my life back?
this slow drag from train to train will stop
why did we create them, just so the echo could torture me to insanity
just to show me what happiness feels like, and let me know ill never reach it again.
blisful ignorance, sink a stone in me, take everything with you.
blank slate , thin white paper
sink a stone in me
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