I'm not here for a long time, I'm just here for a miserable one so I'm letting the past go what's done in done. This set of skin and bone might be meant to speak intone. This set of skin and bone might just be meant to be alone. Now I'm catching up on just passing time. Viewing others lives through a box instead of living mine. Keeping my thoughts and feelings confined. If you want to know the truth I'm not hard to find. All I'm doing is waiting for death to release me. You never forget your first so I'll make it count.
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