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dramatize this picture

thirty thousands times

do you remember i exist still

or have you given up after the very first try



bend backwards to fall apart

you left again to your 'coming home soon'

every unspoken goodbye was just implied

i know you run away from someone, but surely it is not i.



I can't except the fact that you might need me

I can see you dreaming of a time ago

I won't stay here long enough for you to see me

I will walk away soon but I'll be sure to walk slow



bend backwards to fall apart

i dream of you every night

and although i can never make out the words

everything just feels so fucking right