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Jan 2014
I fell in these uneven parts
Scattered parts of heart
In that way you used to shout
Out and proud out and proud
To make it count to make it count

See me curl on all these floors
Hear me scream for drunken ******
Take the sheets, burn them alive
To leave behind to leave behind

'Cause what once was
It is no more
And I can't see what life
Has in store
I crawl I grip I fall
I crawl I grip I fall
Float and fall
Float and fall
And in my hands
Barely anything at all

And so I float
And so I fall
But no regrets
Know we tried it all.
Written by
MDRMS  28/F
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