When there's a time of indecision between the bedroom and the door
When your bed and your body become strangers
When the sheets hold but a whisper of your scent
When adrenaline and numbness coexist
When every emotion makes a meteoric rise to the top
When you've scaled every zenith and plundered every nadir
Then you will know the path I trod
Then you will follow the lines I walk
Then you will realise the high price I pay
To just be me...
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