(0363) a distaste for frequency

i collapse with three miles left to go and give up right on time. life was crippled from the very beginning. tonight, i'll pretend to be free and enjoy a smoke. my mind is already burning away. forget? if only we could. memory is just up the road.

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that's the cost of your name in my head. emptiness is passed along by what's not said.

fade away in that ordinary way. something's missing so i'll be sure to show up late.

nice to know that i'm wasting half my life. it's amazing what we think we must do just to survive.

run today while you still have stronger legs.

nothing left.

there's nothing there for me to save.