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Whispering

Inhale love
Your hands on my feel empty
The air is numb
Like your new commitment
I can’t concentrate
like I use to
My only outlet is pretending
I’m supposed to

I felt the whispering lips
A long way from my heart
She told me this isn’t real
My life turns back to dust

Selling hope
I told you I’m proud of you
Existing thoughts
Like mold they turn me green and dark blue
I’m dying
But you’ll never see it’s further then your looking

I felt the whispering lips
A long way from my heart
She told me this isn’t real
My life turns back to dust

Anyway you look I’m a song
That one that sounds like sorrow
Shadows that dance on the wall
The flame that lights them all
I’m drowning in my own waste
Like death you see in my own face
In the jar you hold true
I am and you let me feed off of you

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