Centum Quadrāgintā Octo

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Why
Why do you come home
with that awkward phase
The silence when you're here
suffocates
Why
do you always pull a tight face
as if you're back in the cage?
Isn't this home for you?

Take my potion
A little gratefulness
won't kill you
Go on , take a sip
You can't go on like this
Oh you make you us
sink , sink , sink

Take my potion
A little deepness will be just enough
to make you see
Times are rough
Showing up isn't enough
Now , pull yourself together

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