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from (​.​.​.​is innocent) by Hussain Hurricane

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Don’t talk to me about love, about soulmates, about always being there for the ones who are close there are forces beyond us that rip us destroy us they poison with terror till there’s nothing left.
If you’ve seen the one you love slip through your fingers the light in their eyes slowly drifting away then strength is a joke and courage is meaningless you’d do the same as me you’d run a mile.

Teachers and takers and beggars and braces surround me.
Writers and singers and cheap Sunday critics abound,
I turned away and kept shut both my eyes
Cause i couldn’t believe the illusion of sky
But you, you were, blinded
You, you saw too much

Sometime the evenings they try to destroy me, I let them
Jackie’s attractions were simply distractions I know,
Time is so pointless,
If I live for ever, I’ll hear of your death as you fly of to heaven
And if I never get there
How will we meet again?

Write me a note,
Write it in pen
Tell me a word,
Say it again
Tell me your news,
Please make it good,
Tell me the things that you want me to hear
Tell it in your true voice, so I know

Know that it’s you,
That you’re alright
You’re still the girl
Who saved my life
Somewhere inside
You still live on
Just like the pain that we’ll grow old apart,
It’s easier to miss you
Than watch you fade

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from (​.​.​.​is innocent), released September 27, 2016

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