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faded
running on empty
held your heart in contempt
he wouldn't go
seething
shivering anger
never noticed the danger
you now know
you don't need to set me free
and I don't need your olive tree
I just wanna do some good
before my bones give up on me
so we compare our collections
of our scars and addictions
hearts at war
find our struggle is easing
swim though sodden and freezing
back to shore
and I am treading water
and you are heading northward
so hold me up
I'll bring you home
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