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Sep 2018
Whatever.
It doesn't matter.

This laptop's battery is gonna die,
and I'm gonna die,
and join the rubble
And all my memories will be lost
and all the strings that make me up
will be torn apart,
but i'm not lost.

I might as well just enjoy the moment,
take each ******-up stride
Take it one step further
Swinging wildly from the delusion of my life
Swinging crazily from my fickle mind

I don't feel based in anything at all
I feel like a foolish dream of the nether
My love is a wonderful fixture
Albeit temporary--
I'm not lost.
just thinking about how nothing lasts.
Written by
Sometimes Starr  Another place
(Another place)   
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     emnabee and Keith Wilson
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