choices
You're like the calmest
Slit to my neck
Bring me in closer
Chained to my desk
Beckoning nausea
Desperately chosen from a crowd of one and I, I...
I'll lie to you
I'll play this role
I'll act like my act is together
I'll go through life without hope
And I'll open the door and fall through the floor
or
I could open the door and breathe in the dust
And I could walk through those flames till I don't feel their touch
Oh but how can I leave when I know what's out there
silly of me to think that you might care
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