waiting for it to come to me
while i gather all that lays in front of me
no, only my favorites
we're going somewhere brand new and the rest will have to find a home for themselves
i cannot cry for everyone and everything or i will be crying forever
or i would never smile again
i'm sorry you'll have to hurt,
to feel when i drop you to the ground
i cannot carry you any longer
only my favorite things
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