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Overdose...
Comatosed...I feel you close, but you're so very far away.
Surrogate...there's no escape. I found a gate, but it's locked so I'mhere to stay...
Yet every wish I have is granted. Every hand is mine to hold and allthe trees that I have planted touch the sky, turn gold.I could buy the planet if I wanted. I'd make it mine...
Yes, I'd unfolda tapestry that I'd recline in, somewhere we could both grow old together.
Our dream.
Dying eyes...
You sympathize. I clutch my prize but it so slowly fadesaway...
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