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Nov 2019
Calm Before The Storm
Warm Breeze
You tease
And I know now
You will never let me in

Your here but distant
A specter
Ethereal
I guess just basic but surreal

I can feel it happening
This build up
We’re reaching the pinnacle
Can’t wait to tumble down

I’ll let it all out

In the free fall

The hurt
The tears
The pain
The fears
I’ll let it all out
Till I just feel nothing at all
In the free fall

And I hope it finally hits me
And I hope it Hurts enough for me to get it this time
When it’s dark I tend to forget
You don’t love me anymore
And this isn’t enough
EpiPen
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