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Texty: The Saddest Landscape. Wishlist For The Drowning.

you cant feel this weight all eyes on me now
every glance is another slit in my wrist
its all accidents and splendor four pills
that you have never seen skin that shade of blue before or felt breath that cold i guess
that it never touched you in quite the same way it all falls down one by one it all adds up i thought that you knew that living on the edge was all i ever do. it never touches soft enough and you would never let me give up no matter how much i wanted to and someday you will know that all of my sleepless nights and tear stained pillows were never meant for you to understand and even though it seems like im always falling apart im still standing on these broken legs just hold on. just hold on. im still living at all cost