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I try to put you back together, but a million little pieces
Just slip through my fingers -
I am the darkness that must be,
For there to be light -
Razors replace my friends most days,
For all the hurts, I make myself pay. -
I wish life were a dream
And you were in it -
your pulse in my teeth
I can smell the longing
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