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...Is all I can think of to say
with this battered voice of mine,
through layers of shallow everydays.
Radio Lullaby - it haunts me every day
but I do my best to keep me from listening.
it stuns, it lulls, it kills,
if you listen long enough
it makes you take their suicide pills.

day-by-day slowly getting buried
under broken promises
we've made to ourselves.
will we break them all?

there's a point in everyone's life
when it seems easier to let go then to fight.
arms seem too short to reach,
walls seem too thick to breach.
that's the point where I am right now.
right now.