If I can't open my eyes
When bright and sharp sunbeam
Will cut my intergrown eyelids
I'll be afraid of my heartbeat
If reality doesn't catch me
And I will continue to fall freely
You should know: I'm tired
Really, really, really
The silence settled in my throat
And maroon sorrow in the vein
Nobody would heard my last thought
I tangled in the sleepy seine
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