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nine​:​thirty​-​seven

from .​.​.​a little less lost by Men and Mountains

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Something that should be beneath me now whispers my name from the dark. With means to inhabit my body and evict the warmth from my heart. We walk through my dreams when I sleep and relive my first seven weeks. I'm reminded I'm not who I began to be all because of one unfortunate thing.

At least let us know our own fathers before you take them from our lives. Of all other bones you could cling to, why did you have to choose mine? Don't think I can't recall the night that I fell apart. I remember it so vividly. Those steady hands gathering all but my eyes, so I could watch as you buried every other piece of me.

And all of the sudden, I open my eyes, and I'm standing on "old 35". I'm left speaking only in questions and exhaling only in sighs. Did you bury this heart in my chest as punishment? It's scary that maybe I just haven't done what I deserved all of this for, yet. And, when I finally finish digging, will I be staring at myself?

I wish I were someone or something else.

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from .​.​.​a little less lost, released March 8, 2019

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