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I pretend you are there
when the world shows its cold belly
when loved ones become enemy
I reach for your solace in need
forgetful when happy, without equal reason
ill prepared for falling we climb as Icarus, nearer to sun
without parachutes too often startled into early grave
those who do not command their outcome
I believed you when you said I am safe within your arms
this world of ours inviolate
but they were just words
like this is just water mixed with blood and wine
spotting the clean sheets in which I lie
taking my time to die
now that I am alone
just one more soul who cannot
bear the taste of this world without
you