Nothing ever changed but You.
I am ablaze, falling asleep
So let's leave out the details.
And as the memory becomes another crack on the surface,
How is this the wrong feeling?
Motivation laughs.
It never leaves my fingertips.
All I came here for was another hole in the head
All I came for,

Everything I laugh at now
This absence of weight holds it all.

I shouldn't be here,
I'm only young. 

The End

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