Texty: Cadaverous Condition. I Love You.

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hey let's make it real
to immortalize how we feel
the wound "life" to forever heal
and noone's left our love to steal

you, stranger, non greek and the wild
I gave you all my time

I remember a time, as time ran through
my fingers like sand
and sometimes the earth is a disc for sure
but I was only thinking of you

I thought I climbed higher than I've ever been
but now I fall from heights I've never seen
everything is wrong

you say we don't belong