Grey chairs



Cold, but here for me

Thankfully I don't miss your skin

Or the way you always

Had something to say

Lose myself in you

Cut it into you with my rusty fingers

What I'd do

For one my day without you

I'm leaving again

On metal heartbreaker

All I wanted to say was fuck you

Miles away

But you still seem to be here

I never took your eyes

Out of my bag




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