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I won't live here anymore
after we free fall apart
My heart drifts outside 
your slammed shut door
Time to end this ripe false start.

Let me rest in space
for life to grow more kind.
Let me fall with time for love 
to sing and sway sublime.

I loved our rich soft inside times,
moments stolen from starched out yesterdays,
living warm wet scent-divines
past future's stark-dark slickening crime.

Let me rest in space
for life to grow more kind.
Let me fall with time for love 
to sing and sway sublime.

I can't die here to your time
marching righteous over me.
You learned to curse my best rhyme
to cure my mediocrity.

I still might be some lover's grace
if I take this risk to die
enough to dawn slow time's new face,
replace this crying midnight sigh.

Let me rest in space
for life to grow more,
and not less, kind.
Let me fall in time for love 
to sing and sway
away from hate,
silent severing debate,
to not deep peak pleasure appreciate 
Earth's passionate sublime.

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