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deb
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i'm so tired of everything
i have to carry around with me-
it all weighs upon my back
like an anvil, slowly crushing me to dust-
i dont' know how much longer
i can do this before i cave in upon myself,
but i do what i must,
much like you-
but my heart aches,
longs for sleep when it cannot
have you to itself-
just have you, an arm's length away-
"three months," something within my mind whispers,
taunts, really.
throws it back up in my face,
this eternity of darkness i must endure
but i keep walking, trudging through
the hot, thick tar that drags me down
with every labored step-
how much longer until it breaks me?
how much longer...?
i just can't-
i don't want-
i just can't miss you anymore-
i fear my heart will break
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