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a glass full of forgetfulness
a bottle full of bliss
i hardly new myself that day
no memory of this
a shallow pool of selfishness
a peddler of lies
i've lost the art of thinking truth
damn my turning eyes

no more shall you burn my throat
or throw me to the ground
walk me down a zig-zag path
in waiting to be found

a cellar full of explanation
explaining to myself
how do i tell this to a child
who see this for himself

i think i recognize this rush
this sudden rush of remorse
i know this child can grow no more
this child must leave of course

no more shall you burn my throat
or throw me to the ground
walk me down a zig-zag path
in waiting to be found


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