Where am I allowed? Can I be where you are? It's cold and I have no hope. Bleak streets calm my memories while I imagine something worse than the past. Right at the foot of your bed is where I shed my tears. I am simply gone. Gone from my head, gone from my sanity. Is this what it's like to take the blame for an innocent betrayal? Your eyes... gone. How can you say you understand when you have nothing to behold. Your thoughts, limpid. You're inspiration, impaired. Let me save you. Piece your soul back together. Let me heal you.
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