Because I can taste the rain.
Because I can still smell the plasma on your lips.
I'll continue to hide myself.
Here in the rabbit hole.
I'll forever continue to dig myself deeper.
Until you can't find me.
I can't help it, this smile's too fake for me to wear.
I prefer something to match my eyes.
Because you stopped being a friend.
Because I can stand here
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