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pointless thoughts

it kills me to remember
you’re just past gone, past breathing
when it rolls around September
I’m just past done, past thinking
and every broken whisper
another reason I lose feeling
with every burning ember
is a numbness I’ve been needing
 
take me back to the everything
I’d found within your pain
a simple line, of the darkest fiend
holding feelings quite inane
pointless thoughts, what are these?
can’t let go of your name
you’re the only one I’ll never see
but I miss you all the same
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