and it's been a while,
but all that shit seems to disapper when i'm with you.
and everything i can't remember,
as fucked up as it all may seem.
the consequences that i've rendered.
i've gone and fucked things up again.
why must i feel this way?
just make this go away;
just one more peaceful day.
and it's been a while since i could look at myself straight.
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