I saw my life this morning...
Lying at the bottom of a drawer.
All this stuff I'm saving,
God knows what this junk is for.
And whatever I believed in...
This is all I have to show.
What the hell were all the reasons...
For holding on for such dear life?
Here's where I let go.
I'm not running.
I'm not hiding.
I'm not reaching.
I'm just resting in the arms of
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