Man In A Suitcase
The Hanging Garden
Paper Airplanes (makeshift Wings) (demo Version)
The Great Disappointment (demo Version)
Who Said You Could Touch Me?
Keeping Out Of Direct Sunlight (an Introduction)
Advances In Modern Technology
Narrative Of Soul Against Soul
No Poetic Device
I have slipped and I have fallen so far down I can't get out.
Overwhelmed by my doubt.
Things I said I'd never do I've done.
Those I said I'd never be I've become.
I have broken - I'm still breaking - cracked and wrecked, beyond repair.
I can see that no one cares. Forgotten.
Recalled. Smacks me in the face every time I fall.
I cannot disregard, with each new fall I hit twice as hard.
Would you be there for me? I would.
I would be there for you. I would.
Would you look up to see?
I would. falling forward and looking up.
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