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Cracked Lips

Cracked Lips

This is it

It's the end

This is interstellar, time and space start to bend

Sense of impending doom

Why do I feel like I'll die too soon?

How did we get to this place?

24 hours ago everything was ok, now look at this state

Drive under the speed limit

The inevitable climb to the wrong kind of summit

Invitation in the form of "we need to talk"

I want be a child again drawing on the playground with chalk

It's eerie this place is like a ghost town

Anxiety flourishes as I anticipate how this will go down

Flash forwards, the relationship with myself I'm eloping

Flashback and her front door creaks open

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