I gave time six long years to mend and hem this fraying edge. But the more it catches up the more quickly I come undone. I sit alone with hope at a distance, I reach out my arms but there's miles between us. So I braced myself for the fall because I'd rather feel pain than feel nothing at all. Being numb to the symptoms of loss will render you useless and it will carry you off, dead weight and all used up. When I'm gone I will be forgotten.
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