in the darkness
perhaps this is how it feels to cry
but i will raise a hand
to my unfamiliar face
no care, not anymore
and dash that away
because there isn't room
that space was claimed
and we'll trudge forward
and the road will fork
i smell like months ago
and we won't break
and we won't break
and we won't break
because nothing
has
changed
and nothing will
change
because we're free
it'll keep hurting
but you owe
nothing
and you won't
thirst for it.
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