There's a point, it's a step between falling and breaking and laying flat
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broken in pieces.There's a note you can hold that sounds (but doesn't feel)
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like you're happy to be alive.She holds in it like we hold it in until we're
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too full to take in a breath.A translucent body that retracts when you reach
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for it, pained at the touch and indifferent to love, lays asleep to us all,
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awake to her sadness.Why does she seem so cruel? How can they be so cruel?
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If I could only stay alive long enough to stop feeling this way.
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Happy To Be Alive
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| Love Lost But Not Forgotten |
