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You’re lost and I’m screaming at the top of my lungs, hoping you’ll turn around.  It’s what I do, I can’t stand by and watch you unravel until you’re nothing but a collection of torn flesh and broken bones with nothing left to offer the world, walking to get from place to place but never experiencing anything that makes this all worth it.  I’m trying to make you see that you’re paying a high price just to have a little fun, but you’re just not yourself right now.  My legs melt into a puddle that soaks through my shoes and I’m scared for you, the way you let your mistakes swallow you and trap you inside yourself without even trying to fight against it.  We’re more alike than you think in our struggles, so turn around and we’ll battle this together.  I’ll be the proof to believe in the things we can’t see because your light is fading and I’ll never forgive myself if I’m here to see it go out completely.