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[chachuuung]

i walked up and down
on the edge of the street
on the snow piling up
hard and strong
it was stronger than me
had every reason to be
with my bare broken knees
and fragile beliefs
i was thinking of beautiful you
and how much hurt you can take
it makes me shiver

i do want to live!

but i´m weak
i´m a straw man
the thin man
buried alive in his room
if you unearthed me and asked me
i´d give you an answer
i should be buried alive and
you have great tits