Warmth is that spark,
That paints in black,
The ghostly surface,
Heating my solace.
(suite…)
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I’m taking the train
I know the train is travelling with me
It’s reassuring
To know it’s there to contain me
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I miss the old days
I always live in the past
If I didn’t have a corpse
I wouldn’t even believe i was real
I don’t see the point of living such a life
It’s only creating memories to dwell in.
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