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sounds of people who forgot about life
for a little too long on friday night
i'm laying in my room
a few floors above
worrying about a life that's not mine
the weight
of you next to me
reminds me that all we ever are in life
is who we make up our minds to be
i turn my head, hold in tears, and think of things beyond my reach
i like it. kind of know how that feels. maybe.
i hope everything is ok... but i like it.