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After the Tone


I am, but not really
I live without meaning
I swim in my mind
To bide my time
And try not to go crazy

Oh, and Sam says hello
She's busy right now
Digging in sand
She says not to go
And find somewhere to stand

Still, still I will
Continue to be here
Eating, and drinking
My tears are real
But I'm not sure

And foam crashing
Rushing through trying
To take you from me
Because they saw you smiling at

Me. Me?
Taken from me
Who? You.
By who?
Me.

Hello, I'm Sam
Thanks so much for waiting  
While I finished up
All my self destruction of  
Who was and am

And please leave your message  
After I'm gone

 
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