I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!

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fell to pieces and I’m still falling

it’s been a long year since you’ve been gone
I’ve been alone hereĀ I’ve grown old

I keep a journal of memories
I’m feeling lonely I can’t breathe
I fall to pieces I’m falling

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yeah, here comes the water it comes to wash away the sins of you and I this time you see

when you seek me you destroy me
rape my mind and smell the poppies
born and bloodied every single time