Clear Forecast

My heart's giving up
We're lost, we're stuck
A fork in the road
both routes are unknown

I feel the guilt breaking my bones
Can you hear me?
I can't see
Beating, beating, beating, stop
You're cold

This game has grown old
I'll cut your line

Cracks in my spine
Apologies declined
Every word left behind
Back to the past
Forever, I wish it would last

Breath taking memories
Unforgettable moments

Where are you now?
I'm blind, wounded

My secrets unfold
Listen up, while I tell
what is needed to be told

You're gone
My paper is damp
Yet the forecast is clear

I'll just

leave this here

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