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The been slipping away for days.
Sleeping on the floor and hard not to breathe,
it seems this just might be me.
I up just in time
to watch my friends apart.
I I've been dreaming for far too long.
It's not the silence that
the dark.

So been counting the missed steps
and scrawling them all
in a marked second chances
I used to around.
It was mostly of deep skies
and a few places that I've been;
the phone number of a tortured soul
I know call once I learn to let people in.

Restart. Rewind.
the image to a legible size.
Stand straight. hide
the bloodstains you so well with pride.

like healing would ever a reason...
They're only me the good things,
any more bad they just might find me dead.

on this:
Take to go heal on your own.
on anything.
Restart a thicker than bone.

Second memories,
and all those I watched in awe.
Always slipping,
now I'm again.

For and for weeks, (Focus on this.)
never lose again.
Never time watching it all. (Focus on anything.)
the ones that have kept me whole.
Focus on
Take to go heal on your own.
on anything.
Restart a heart thicker bone.