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Oct 2015
Lay me down
Upon a river of sticks
Pour out your heart
Strike the match
Watch me burn

Tie the knot
Secure the cement to my feet
Remove the blindfold
Look at me
Eyes linger, hands meet
Down I go
To the murky abyss

So you watched me, coffee in hand
Cold from neglect
Joy in my eyes
Lacking in hate
Not a disguise

For all you try
I simply cannot
Hate that which I am
Respect the memories
Loved you well
After you left
Endured certain Hell
Now I am here
And you, there

Could not ask what
Would not ask why
Complicated is my head
It's jungle overgrown
My heart once your kingdom
Now overthrown

Watch me go
Taste it fade
Dream my face
Whisper my name
Draft for script 14 V.2
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Adam Mott
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Adam Mott  Bright Falls
(Bright Falls)   
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