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Text: Brandtson. Breaking Ground.

forfeit the game or play to win i made my bed and now i'm sleeping in woke up late to find you gone hope i wasn't wrong i think you caught me thinking out loud would i be crazy if i burnt my own house down then i could rebuild to my liking close cover before striking breaking ground for the new me breaking down every time i think about it breaking ground for the new me getting up from these past catastrophes i'm always using words like maybe and someday maybe someday i'll learn that tomorrow's always a day away i always knew it would feel like this but i can't say i was ready for it out of state out of mind at least i can pretend i'm fine could this cup of coffee really keep me company for another winter alone i'm always using words like maybe and someday and sorry i'm sorry i couldn't say you remind me of everything i ever wanted to be maybe we were meant to be





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