Ten years dead
Tender head
Talking down
Never loud
I'm often recalling
A memory I don't wanna be
I hope it fades quickly
Remember when the drugs didn't
Timid now
Slowing down
Talking rough
Not profound
I'm too busy trying
To distract myself
From myself
I'm too busy asking
What's left
What's left
What's left
What's left
Ten years dead
Ten years dead
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