You've never really been
beating your heart up again
for everything it lacks
the way it was made
I don't know why you fight it still
I will not be
the place you can
recover again
I'm tired of
everyone thinking I'm
the only answer
they can speak
There's another iron
the fire didn't spit out
are you ready to retreat?
I've been changing all
the locks on my heart
I can not be
what you think
it is you need
another soul
I don't know
drinking me like wine
"Maybe this time"
probably not.
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