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reflection

cold floor, presses into my bones whispering its time for this color to go today, i want her back so into my wounds seep the chemicals that i used to destroy myself, hoping you'd see her too pushing down into me, this was never how you saw me not until now how happy it'd make her to know that i lost track but how sad she'd be, if only she could see the fight i put up to bring it all back i can say i'm not really sure what it is just paint myself a liar but i always hated those colors today could be my darkest day if so, i want to spend it in your arms i want to sit down and let it all out but each time, there is no spill just the same old thought, that today is the day but it never is because i can't seem to close my eyes, so its always too bright and that's what is beneath at the core, on the floor i take the lid off just to chase my final break

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