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 I think twice about getting back up,

After u knock me down.

No one can ruin a high,

If you're already low.

Maybe I should try creep with the shadows,

Playing dead on the floorboards.

Hoping you don't see me,

Longing you won't leave me.

Try try and try again,

You are death,

Death will be the death of me.

We claw at glimpses of light,

Possible smiles in the distance,

Desperate to mirror our past,

But maybe we ve crossed the line,

Mirror shattered.

We fight, get up again,

Because

What if?

Those torturing words,

Maybe?

But curiosity did kill the cat.

Left us writhing within ourselves,

Fighting for us,

What's left.