Open like a wound
I see through laced curtains
Bandages and foam
And everything isnt everything
How is it so easy
I carry one heart too many
Sorry i cannot machine
It looks so easy
Dont you think
Sometimes I feel a new wave of me And owerwhelming breath in of "This is becoming" Of a gap from where i left That cliff long ago ...
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