Cutting them into flecks
Spread across a dusty picture frame
Nothing left
Empty glass
I'm aware of circumstances
I dance alone with consequence
Certainly I have conversations with notions
I grasp at the final words
I scream at the ending
I can't run any more
I'm lost inside
I'm found inside you
Take me apart
I died in your arms
I walked into the gas station tonight
Eyes black streaming
They don't see the pain
Of dying
When you left
I'm lost inside
You see
I'm found inside you -
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