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Ex girls floating in of formaldehyde
Their once magic eyes no seem alive
It's time I set all my half-written on fire
and feed my dreadful poems to the
Why am I keeping all these on ice?
Do I really their pulses might return?
time to torch the piles of extinct fantasies
To detonate and wheel and run they burn

A knife to drive the hearts of prior I's
It's for the
Bid them so
The moments lived,
or wrong, are gone forever
I'll be new without them

Staring of my former favorite friends
Their once laughing voices faint and now
I'm weary with the of my previous life
I want to it from a plane and watch it crash down

Laid out side by side those phases with eyes closed
out in a line my dying boys all wave goodbye

I'll be something new without