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Sep 2017
I wish I could feel this
What's real anymore?
Maybe, just maybe
All I need is your kiss

Maybe, just maybe
You could save me from this dark abyss
Please hurry, please save me
From this dark abyss

Please hurry,
Please save me
These ropes hang from the ceiling
Ropes don't you see

These ropes hang from the ceiling
You left me with no feelings
No other way for me to move on
That's why, ropes hang from the ceiling

No other way for me to move on
This might finally be the time
For me to get gone
So goodbye world, make sure my name lives on.
S G Arndt
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S G Arndt  24/M/Midwest
(24/M/Midwest)   
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