. . . . I've never been a fan of long good-byes.
I'm at the finish line and you're just way too far behind.
In the morning I got in a fight with myself, I got the bruises to prove it.
Then I swallowed your words and spit them right back out. . . .
i dont know anymore.
i guess im just like this because i miss my home.
i love living with my brother and
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