And I've swung until the rope suffocate
I believed we're the same and you just faded
There's something your wind haven't brought to me
And if it did, then I would be stapled underneath
I learned to love what have me hung by the fingers
To adore what have my heart as a tasteless meal
In a way I'd be too busy to be a threat for you
Hunt me down
And give myself back
Shut me down
With an apple gag
And I've screamed until it has gone unheard
I kneel down but it didn't come a single word
Unwanted since day you made me to undone
A requirement for attention and nothing more
To jump out is just a single low blow
In your dead garden my rose would never rise
You've installed your truth,
but we're just marching through
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