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a break from the discord is all that im after; a tear in the time that we had; im so sick of endings; they make up my life; everything comes to a bitter end; but why?; yet, beginnings are boring and winter's not much better; its too cold and im still too tired; stuck with a feeling but too close to fight it; and the alcohol's not doing it's job; flash of my body; broken and bloody; everyone trying to save me; it took me a minute to get my surroundings; then i noticed it all...
i crawled through a window and you saw me sleeping; on a bench, in a park; waiting for my perfect spring to come to my calling; to get this cold off my bones; thaw me out nicely and give me some feeling; drop in the bucket has got me believing; alone and awake in the middle of the night; montage of pictures fall to the way-side; too many images staring at me; dream of the sunlight; that we shared together; but i know that its impossible now...