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The sound of laughter nearly escapes

Through my lips I’ve surfaced many things

Though through the thickness of the fog sound never broke through

Meaning never shattered enough to really break the chains

This time seven years ahead of struggle luck

Reflected shards of broken mirror image stuck inside of me



I’m not a vase of strength

Still you pour yourself into me

Just a spider-webbed break

Bulls-eye struck I cave into pieces

Small pieces of sheer weakness

It takes strength to break

Strength to resurface



Time passes in and out like the curtain of my conscience

Now the pulley is rusted out and rope with worthless

Just a vain battle between a “shot-off mouth” and patience

I never thought it’d be like this

I never thought it’d end like this, but it has

I never thought I’d be like this, yet I am

And even further yet...



I’m not a vase of strength

Still I pour myself out as if I am

Just a spider-webbed break

Bulls-eyed stricken I cave into pieces

Small pieces of sheer weakness

It’s takes strength to break

Strength to resurface



I failed to say some information

I will miss you

I will miss you

I will miss you

Especially now that I love you

I will miss you

I will miss you

Now that my arms are empty