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The days the faults come out when the defeats pile up. The days the snowballs get bigger and Hell gets closer. It's just one of those days. When the sun is overcast the grey is deluding and distilling The days the air gets colder and Heaven gets further away. It's just one of those days. When my grasp just slips a little more my fingers grope but can't find. The days the search gets harder and the price higher. It's just one of those days. When I can taste the cold of the grey the grime on my tongue, the steel on my teeth. The days it gets easier to pull the trigger and harder to come up with a reason not to. It's just one of those days. When I feel the pain behind the lies the stories get harder to believe. The days where it's harder to act the part and easier to take that final step. It's just one of those days. When the veil lifts the fog clears. The days the answer is clear and it's hard to stay here. Back |