in the faltering words of a sinful tongue
i offer up this misery and ask you make it meaningful
i'm scared. why do people have to get sick? you know i'm worried when i say a fucking prayer.
i offer up this misery and ask you make it meaningful
i'm scared. why do people have to get sick? you know i'm worried when i say a fucking prayer.
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Anyway, maybe I'll bump into you sometime.
the tip of a lit cigar
the last card in the deck
the final flip of a coin,
the last stroke in a shark attack ,
the the final cut '
the bleed '
the warmth '
the smile.