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Sometimes I just want to die

It’s heavy and it’s gross

Desiccated, craving something

Even more jaded

Put on the flesh of someone faded

Let me out of limbos trap

I can’t dance

Without him

I can’t get it back

Let me

I don’t have a chance

Devastated, yearning for nothing

even more sedated than when they found me

Putting on hatred

Let me out

Of this room

I can’t open the door

Without him

I can’t reach the lamp

I don’t have a chance

I don’t have a chance

I can’t reach the light switch

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