I told them not to visit,
not until the beating of my pulse
meets the softly streaming of a dying vein.
The slowly fading of a juvenile certainty.
The amber brightness hits the skin of people waiting in grief.
What's left to see?
I lift my skinny arms towards the sun, I'm hers to keep.
I won't fall asleep with the bruises of my past,
those very words you spoke has lead me all this time
but the way I see it,
I'd never make it anyhow.
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