I wonder what it'll be like to become a memory...to fade away, and slip through the cracks of passing time.
I don't know if should even bother trying.
Love Ridden - Fiona Apple
Love ridden, I've looked at you
With the focus I gave to my birthday candles
I've wished on the lidded blue flames
Under your brow
And baby, I wished for you
Nobody sees
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