It's very deep and dark, mind of a troubled soul.
Probably similar to how you were feeling 3 years ago.
I feel so low in these early hours without you.
Hoping posting it may bring me a little closer.
Take it all.
Have it all, until there is nothing left.
Every last beat that's inside.
I can feel it; you slow me down but my heart races against time.
Weaker and weaker; take each drop that falls and swallow.
Remove whats in my head.
Take it as a gift from me.
Befriend my habits.
Take me, make me free.
Have it all until there is nothing left.
Have it all my very last breath.
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