Museum of past affections
Lifelover
I stare out the window,
everything is so bleak
everything is so bleak
Old wounds, unclean dusty wounds
I shall repress it all
Sterile, distant buildings,
a thousand endless fucking streets,
roads to the last unwilling breath
Memories and melancholy,
despair and depression
The endless hall of omission
Fuck this, I don't care
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