This is how I disappear,
Slowly like a passing storm attempting to wreck everything before it is gone.
I am going to push as far away as I can,
Make you avoid me,
I am a train wreck you do not need to see.
Do not worry about goodbyes,
I've always felt they were too heavy to hang in the air
So they'll drop, laden, with all the sorrow
They'll drip with the wishing
As if anything could stop me
from passing by.
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