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I smoke absently while Jeff Buckley cries out Halelujah

I am stumbling again, mumbling about being broken somehow

I am crowded lowdown and blind 

I'm an addict through and through it all you're here

Your prayers are a nuissance, your love an irritant

a constant belief in what i know to be false

I know me for what i am, unworthy and marked

An orphan by choice unstuck in time

resigned to a lesser fate, yes, and yes, and yes I know

the cries of healing come and go again i know

epiphany and clarity are temporary 

I run away a little every day but i won't go

I love you back i do. I'll come around.