There's a room I haven't cleaned out for ages Though I'm not sure if You still live in there Often I hear footsteps Getting louder each day Don't feel like risking it, I'm Afraid of breaking anything unbreakable I kind of understand that You and your soul don't Share the same bed, but It's really none of my fucking business However, I keep having this dream About me drowning quietly in Slow flowing blood From that room And it is Bloody wonderful -- "When there's nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire." -<Stars, Your Ex-Lover Is Dead> --

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