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A knock on the door from an old friend that you thought that you'd never see again. |
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You prayed that the sad seasons would end, but they weren't listening. |
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So take your coat from the bin under the bed. |
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I watched it go away in the pale reflection of my face. |
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I count the hours as they're circling the drain. I'm out of time to waste. |
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To navigate the empty page, I'll need all the motivation I can fake. |
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As far as I'm frankly concerned, there's still no water when the faucet handles turn. |
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We traded everything for untread ground. |
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We spent the last two years to scared to slow down. |
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Open your mouth, nothing comes out. |
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Run yourself in circles until the bottom falls out and you hit the ground. |
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Still I try to work it out, made more excuses than my fingertips could count. |
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With every age, there's no progress made. |
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There's just a wall of hesitation I could never work around. |
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I bit my nails to the quicks just to show that I had nothing more to give. |
