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Misrecollect

I've been writing a lot lately 
Nothing's been coming out
So what's been fine since I've not been fine
I know you have a mountain that I can't climb
I've been trying to mine mine
Maybe if you could look through the lines
You could understand I'm not lying anymore

How long until Suffocation becomes a pill
I know I'm dramatic all the time
I'm mellowing out like a fine wine
I still can't believe it's going 13 years
She would be turning 28 this year

Nowadays the memory of her Is fading 
It's terrifying I can't remember her voice
I remember her long red hair
so keep climbing your Mountain 
I'm losing my fucking mind

I don't remember everything is fading
I don't think anything will be the same after this
I need to go back and climb 
I'm terrified I'll forget about her fully
She was my first love 
She passed away and I became friends with death

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