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the void

what should i do without you the sound of silence kills me those precious moments gather dust life stands still in darkness apple pie comes unmade, roses wilt, bourbon becomes water i am waiting for you leaves fall, my door locks It draws near as i drown in memory, my pen fades and the ceiling lowers i rot, i sink

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