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I Used To Think Seperation From You Was Lonely, Now I Realize Its The Seperation From Myself That Really Hurts
My wings aren’t strong enough to carry you to heaven.
And I wouldn’t know the way.
I am here wish some sort of sick clothed ambition.
In the dark, I thought I heard somebody call.
That’s where I’m headed towards
And you are forgiven.
I’ve hung the no vacancy sign on my heart and on my leg, so you’ll have to find some new fresh flesh elsewhere.
And we can call this a fond farewell to a friend.