You were scared shitless when I talked to you,
earlier in the day.
your brother wishes you the best,
despite all of his dismay.
It wasn't free then,
but you caught your hand in it anyway.
It's not your problem.
lips are sewn shut, but what's to say?
You both looked better when I met with you,
later on in the day.
We all were quiet, slightly awkward too.
We've been such a long way.
It wasn't free then,
but you caught your hand in it anyway.
It's not your problem.
lips are sewn shut, but what's to say?
It wasn't that hard just to leave it be.
and now my mouth is dry, my palms sweaty.
I was feeling nicer in the morning, face down on the floor.
I could smell the smoke and there's a pounding on the bathroom door.
I was barely breathing when the thought of you came in my head.
I could almost taste you and I knew I would rather be dead.
I'm not going to leave this place alive.
We got up, we left that damned room.
heads on straight, but more slightly askew.
reassured, we'll leave this place alive.
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