The Burning Paris
building my own coffin
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Have you ever felt so bad like missing trees
and low lit winter streets
no one has told me it ends like this.
i guess i'll be leaving soon
i feel like a savior that nobody hears,
i guess i am out there too
I'm just like always and you were there,
I will be leaving too