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They said you’d had your last hurrah fell beyond the veil But out of dark sleep you rise Allowing a goodbye And for one last time your voice dripping love and care place us before yourself as you lie and say all is ‘OK’

I have that selfish feeling that I used to have hearing your voice pulling me in from childs play as the last rays of sunshine were extinguished by horizon edge

fly by july nights standards where you deal what you’ve been handed im doing alright standing on a terrace watching the damage that a single firework might do feeling familiar like it used to be inside you the imprints left is simply smoke that…