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I knew you before you came apart,

we sat across the table from each other.

I sleep twisted in something I cant explain

I wake up screaming something I cant remember.

And you whispered a secret into my ear,

movement is living,

so i'm getting the fuck out of here.

I know you'll blame me

insult me , degrade me.

There is beauty in the mystery

it trickles down my fingers like

a blood red insecurity.

I wade through the red flags,

now we practice separation

as if we're both dead.

But its just been you the whole time..

So today, on the day of our union,

i'll watch them lower you into the ground

I'll keep drinking until you're buried

and inhaling until I drown.