wish that you would fall away
tell myself you don't exist but in the gray
'cause you linger here like mortal death
& cloud mind's eye with every quickened breath
you won't go away 'cause you're not really here, lee
a ghost that only i can see...
haunts me with bumbled memory
letting go of what is gone, a repeating stupid song
cut these fetters bound 'round my will; they don't belong
these fraying threads of bruis-ed sight warp things wrong
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