You've ruined all my endings.
Stayed safe I'll drown in time.
The
Distant from faces hollow and uncomfortable.
I haven't been up or
Dressed like angels, just off the medicine show
With track marks,
I couldn't catch my breath, layin there
Fading in and out,
Not many run-ins with the blade.
Just always missing the worst
Another recovering dependent lost on your shift, the reasons still
Oh Death, has my time come?
You took my kind, left
Loaded down ready to end it all.
Coming this far can't
Here we go again.
I believe you, but I've always been
Always knew the pyro would come out in you
It just
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