November Antique

9 - Smoke, Pine, & Paper

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want to fade into want to fade into nothing haunting me and if i fade it can't haunt me anymore It can't haunt me anymore I want it to not haunt me anymore a sad magic to disappear... . .. . Fall colours that season river rocks to my tears a little bit of pine a little bit of paper as the smoke fades from view i want to not i want to not feel her i want to pull inward-rush-away come into a river fade to a ripple evaporate into air these things these things we can't hide from... Even as ash, I can't avoid Being a part Of her Of me Of my feelings haunting me, and everywhere i go I'm still a part of m y s e l f . want to fade into want to fade into n o t h i n g . . . .
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