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Oct 2015
This house has taken its toll
The walls are stained like your soul
Burn the wick from both ends
Until you scream from the pain
Then they’ll know
So write these pages from front to back
Letting words define your dreams
Just so you’re not undignified
Let it go
The world has a glow from the inside out
Even in this drought
The tears help me see
There’s still color in these veins

Let's give this the old college try
Cause I’m done only getting by
All it takes is some make believe
Innocent as a tree
While these branches wither away
The only time you make is all to yourself
Just don’t put us on the shelf
Never going back till I’m off of these knees
I wish you could mean nothing to me
But I’m terrified this feeling won’t ever come again
My problems are just friends slamming doors
But they’re my doors
And my used-to-be friends

Life is always a test
Something you can’t even win
So I understand when angels feel the need to hang themselves
Kick the chair from under me
The same fate awaits
I’ll wash my hands of us
Maybe then you can see
GHOSTiePOST
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