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So here goes...;
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One last letter now
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One last attempt to make sense
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Who have I been writing to?
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I'm not sure any more
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What have I been trying to accomplish?
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It's a mystery, I guess
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Self-made secrecy
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Things get cloudy and now
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All these stories and the
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Struggle as an undercurrent
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Both get blurry by the minute
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Both get blurrier
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So which voice is this then
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That I am writing in?
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Is it my own or his?
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Has there ever been a difference
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Between them at all?
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I don't know
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I don't know
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One last desperate plea
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One last verse to sing
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One last laugh track to
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Accompany the comedy
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Have I been losing it completely
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Losing sanity? Or
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Has it been fabricated
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Fashioned by the worst of me?
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I know I knocked the table over
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Because I watched the jar break
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And I've been trying to repair it
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Every single stupid day
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But won't the cracks still show
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No matter how well it's assembled?
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Can I ever just decide
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To let it die
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And let you go?
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All my motives and
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Every single narrative below
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Reflects that moment when it broke
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And will I never let it go
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No matter what?
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Now I am throwing all the shards away
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Discarding every fragment
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And fumbling uncertain
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Towards a curtain call
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That no one wants to happen
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That no one's going to clap for at all
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But that still has to be
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__________________
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Name a Broken Jar
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Artist La Dispute
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Album Wildlife
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