Need

I am unable to recast

The same sun that rose 

The day that was our last

This isn’t what I chose

Glass between our paths

I had you in my grasp

The love was there I know it

I felt it in my hands

I know what the fuck I felt

And I want it back so bad

Goddamnit this is hell

But I'm good at fighting back

I don't need another chance

That's not a favor I'll ever ask

Things simply don't survive

If so failing to adapt

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