...walk with me a while across the sand...
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I died
too many years ago
but you can make me feel
like it isn't so...


Tomorrow, around noon or so.

...come along now
come along with me
and I'll ease your pain
come along
come along with me
and let's seize this day
come along
come along with me ...


Memory is all twisted up in knots.

...I couldn't wait til I got home
to pass the time in my room alone
I never thought I'd die alone
another six months I'll be unknown...


You promised. You lied.

and you
bring me to my knees
again
all the times
that I could beg you please
in vain
all the times
that I felt insecure
for you
but I leave
my burdens at the door...


Can't get clean enough.

...I can see through you
see to the real you...


Holding on until tomorrow. I... have no intentions. Nothing stupid. Razorblades are in a box, my pills (what's left of them) are stashed away, no alcohol, no... nothing.

...inside you're ugly
you're ugly like me...


No feelings.

if you want a lover
I'll do anything you ask me to
and if you want another kind of love
I'll wear a mask for you
if you want a partner
take my hand
or if you want to strike me down
in anger
here I stand...


Maybe that's the wrong way to put it. There are feelings. I just don't want to feel them. Gonna take a nice hot bath, burn away everything, try to feel clean again.

Didn't work earlier.

Might work now.

Maybe.

...could you kill me a bit quicker next time, please? It didn't take properly this time around.

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