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beautiful face. something impossible to replace. another word to erase without ever leaving a trace. she's a needle in the hay, but all my thoughts run astray. i get stuck inside all the gray, and she doesn't want to hear me explain.

i go out of my way just to fall, and i'm just ignored. sometimes i don't even know what my feelings are for.

fission occurs and right then is when my vision starts to blur. she likes it shaken, not stirred..
but i liked it just the way that we were..

been standing on the side of the road for what feels like an eternity..
and i don't know in which direction i should be attempting to go..