i can feel myself trying to cut the threads
that link us, one by one, with silver scissors
i want to untangle them, sort them, and cut them
i want not to care, because i want to help you
i want these threads to disappear
because they kill me
i want to comfort you as best i can
but i find that it only punishes me for it
because I'm stupid
because i thought I'd be OK
i thought i could stand it
the threads proved me wrong
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R.I.P THE REV -DECEMBER 28, 2009- WE MISS YOU.
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