You'reTheEchoesOf MyEverything,
You'reTheEmptinessTheWholeWorldSingsAtNight...
You'reTheLazinessOf Afternoon,
You'reTheReasonWhyI BurstAndWhyIBloom..
HowWillIBreakTheNewsToYou?
the funeral is going to be hell because all i can seem myself doing is fake smiles and small talk like the kind you give to people at the airport in like waiting to bored the
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