Crawled from my bed, to collect the thoughts that'd fallen from my head,
And you watched me sink, through the carpet, through the basement, and beyond.
And you didn't blink.
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working for joy (on overtime)
Never has there been a better time for terror
I did my best
Screaming is bad for the voice,
but it's good for the heart.
c
a rainbow is nature's smile upside down
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