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The cool night air saturates the panic and disdain; who cares who sees how I catch my breath and its effect. Tears fall into a thousand crescent seas; I play a melody and it strikes a nerve. Just can't let well enough be alone ... We swallowed the truth whole to descend the curve. I buried my holes and dreams of tomorrow forfeit the time of learning. Refrain from cracking whole from the bottom. I want to fight! Forfeit the pressure. it's building- crack the pipes ... So this is what yesterday looked like. Suddenly alive I rise and was my face. My head cloudy of the rising warm day. I cut my wrist I just want to see the blood slow drip. The scars remind me that nobody is alive during a dream. Nobody is aware of their silent screams. branch out behind. Slowly fade back into my steps as we glide. We stink of confusion and fear. I hold my breath as it ruptures. Knowing painfully this rebirth will hurt
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