| Timeless, pensive, forever.
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| I cannot look you in the eyes and my words, choked back.
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| My message frayed, my songs unsung.
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| Watching my hopes gather dust I am left downcast; |
| the consequence of my
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| cowardice.
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| I swim like mad, lost at sea, a satellite breathing underwater.
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| Have you come to save me?
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| Your innocence is all I have that isn’t blasphemy; |
| a memory waiting to fade.
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| My hopes cannot be explained without showing you my scars.
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| What looks like fermented pain has a love aftertaste.
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| We can’t put this to rest.
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| This affects everything.
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| My sins are as a yoke bound to my neck.
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| I am a man who has been afflicted.
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| My eyes are spent with weeping, the perfection of beauty has stricken me.
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| You must not suffer my intent, your sympathy resounds like a farewell.
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| My hopes cannot be explained without showing you my scars.
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| What looks like fermented pain has a love aftertaste.
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| To be your one and only, I’d sever ties to life |