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The painting in the hallway that stretches The cabin in the dark with the lights on Are these shadows or are you covering me? I should have listened, baby please keep talking This goodbye feels like accepting fear Giving up feels like I’ve wasted tears That Halloween we dressed together I promise the irony isn’t lost on me I’ve always been an expert in imagining
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Feb 26
Feb 26, 2026 at 9:08 AM UTC
Waste In Tears
The painting in the hallway that stretches The cabin in the dark with the lights on Are these shadows or are you covering me? I should have listened, baby please keep talking This goodbye feels like accepting fear Giving up feels like I’ve wasted tears That Halloween we dressed together I promise the irony isn’t lost on me I’ve always been an expert in imagining
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Feb 26
Feb 26, 2026 at 9:08 AM UTC
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