Clouds pass covering the sun in my dreams
My coma spanned for centuries it seems
When all you have is your mind and you’ve lost it
Whats left for you to try and find when you're so exhausted?
My mother’s dead
My lover’s left hanging by a thread
But it’s more like a noose tied tightly, tightly
Around my neck
One foot on safe ground
The other hanging off the edge
Don’t you cry for me when I’m gone
Pick up this scattered debris
From the wreckage that I leave behind
You can’t save me
I’m not worth it anyway
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