It's been forever since I've written it seems.
I have a black eye. That was fun. I'll explain later when I'm not super over tired.
Water settles on the pavement
Putting out the ashes
Of what once was alive
and eventually washing it away
Sometimes I catch myself just hoping
That maybe they might stay
To help remind me
Of what once was alive
we're deprived
Happiness settles on the sad
Pushing out the doubt
It starts to feel real, pretending to be truth
And eventually convincing me
Somtimes I catch myself wishing there were proof
Catch myself thinking it's possible i'll forget
What it's like
To feel full again
What it's like to not feel
the regret
I have a black eye. That was fun. I'll explain later when I'm not super over tired.
Water settles on the pavement
Putting out the ashes
Of what once was alive
and eventually washing it away
Sometimes I catch myself just hoping
That maybe they might stay
To help remind me
Of what once was alive
we're deprived
Happiness settles on the sad
Pushing out the doubt
It starts to feel real, pretending to be truth
And eventually convincing me
Somtimes I catch myself wishing there were proof
Catch myself thinking it's possible i'll forget
What it's like
To feel full again
What it's like to not feel
the regret
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