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I remembered that I kinda laughed
At the sparks that fed the flames
Over all the ugly memories
These past 3 years have made.
Then I waited for the smoke
To fill my lungs and suffocate my pain away.

I remember when I fanned the flames
For the end to this abnormalcy.
Living in this haunted house
On this otherwise normal street.
Postcards and photographs of who we were
Start to burn and fade away.

...My good intentions gone so wrong
Left me feeling so far gone.
-A Still Life Franchise by Less Than Jake