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Sep 24
I want you to fix me

The way you gave me life
I want you to hear me

Behind all the lies
I want you to hold me

But guess I’m too old
I wanted to tell you

But fear is too cold
I want your approval

But that flame is dead
I want you to save me

Before I am too
Written by the little boy in the attic. He wants to disappear.
Don’t tell anyone.
Lostling
Written by
Lostling  Visiting my grave
(Visiting my grave)   
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