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living without clocks

in my head
theres a crack
on the sidewalk
that will fuckin never leave me
on benches ive met
and times seems to greet me again and again

ill fall on to
the beds of strangers
ive known all my life
and still ill collide with the time
because where it leads me is a lie

destruction from the role
i try to persue
and broken brains
with a crack on the sidewalk
where i fell
never to attempt getting back up
becaues falling once is falling hard enough for the both of us
to make me not get up again
just laying here
and make a new bed of strangers
ill know for the rest of my life
then ill live without clocks
so time can never tell

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