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There is a restless weight upon me, in the shape of things to come. |
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And the wrapped up paper flowers have left my life undone. |
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What were the words once told to me or the promises left unmet. |
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And the end to all the simple things that we promised to never forget. |
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When I felt the hand upon me, I thought I'd shaken all that I could feel. |
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I don't need someone to tell me that none of it was real. |
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As I felt the darkness gather and the silence settle there. |
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And the many faces that surrounded me in the dark and silent air. |
