It creeps all over you like a dull ache. It pulls you to the ground like soaking wet clothes.
In that moment you realise that something you thought would always be there, will die...
In that moment you realise that something you thought would always be there, will die...
like everything else.
Oh baby, oh baby! Then it fell apart, it fell apart. Like it always does.
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