+Known Too Well+Your finger tips to mineThe longest distance I've ever had to crossThe trek worth dying forYour eyes meeting mineThe hardest thing I've ever had to holdBut the best thing to move my penYour face too close to mineCreates a flare of Buckshot in my brainScattering everythingFrom wordsTo tearsShould I let go of my hopesJust because I've got frostbiteAnd the hypothermia is setting inShould I cry because I can't?Scream because I don't?Love because you won't?Or erase everythingBecause these lyrics are knottingIn my lungsAnd I don't know what to feel
+When Alone, Do as the Lonely+Hugging one's kneesIs a form of self-preservationA shield against your disregardWhen it pains me the mostMy fingers grasping empty airAs they reach for youBut close only upon vacant spaceI smile wrylyAnd withdraw my invitationWith half-hearted bitternessI watch you from aboveMy legs tucked to my chestMy breathing failingI fall into my own mindEngulfed by chaosAnd forget everything you are to meEverything you never wereEverything you can't beWhat the streetlights told meMade the last shred of senseOf this ragged compositionSo I tore my scapulas awayAnd turned them into wingsWithin that scarlet flig
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