garden of eden
I could never write you a letter I have more to say when I settle for living, and give up on my only way out, the one he showed me in a dream. Christian told me he escaped. And then, when you said you wanted more from me, it hurt something deep into my soul. Cause I've gone to the most beautiful, glorious bridges of the world with you, and I could only think of how it'd feel to dive into those murky waters, and blend in with the rain of 2005 I could only think of going missing on another hollow night as from the disease I suffer, I refuse to die, if not from nature that's not my own but from nature, I can't escape it's only morbid in my nightmare that I have every night where I keep coming back to my garden of eden to die from a poisoned apple, hearing the snakes talking me into the cold, wet, and deep A deadly dark dream
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