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they don't see how it helps, or that you need helping

left behind. forgotten. unnoticed

we will never sit down in a little cafe and I'm not sure if that will ever be okay

stricken with fear of my own free will

can't you see what you've broken

solo

classes and girlfriends and mortgages and pills don't leave a lot of time for me

sometimes you think you've said goodbye for the last time... and you we're probably better off that way

have you ever looked into someone's eyes, and known that is where you belong?

some wounds never heal