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You've been talking in your sleep
about the legacy we leave.
I can hold your hand in the dark,
where the hollowest heartbreaks are.

"Lost in the film fade of memory"
what will become of you and me?
Because I can only run so far, before I'm torn apart by the wolves
on the front lawn of my high school. Their laughter will turn to howls as I lie there just bleeding out.

Will I find you there in the dark? Will you be a cluster of stars that we used to look at from sleeping bags when we were kids

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