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I'll cry later
razor blade nonsense talks to me
it cuts through the smoke
of the last anxiety cigarette
I choked on in your memory
twilight decorates my guilt
refracted rays highlight my pain
by morning I'll be gone
tell me you'll be fine...lie to me
I'm dying a little
fractured hope I thought we would be always
I can't see me without you
damn the pain
I'm breaking behind my smile
I know I will never be the same
suicide isn't an option
but it's a good backup plan
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