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I think I'm dead
Or maybe I'm not
But I feel like a flower
Shrivelling in its pot
Like the gleaming stars
That disappear in the day
I'm dissolving bit by bit
While losing my way
My fingertips are snapping
Like the icicles at...
Or maybe I'm not
But I feel like a flower
Shrivelling in its pot
Like the gleaming stars
That disappear in the day
I'm dissolving bit by bit
While losing my way
My fingertips are snapping
Like the icicles at...
