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may 18th 2005
when she left
i was looking the other way
it was wednesday and
already too late
standing on the north face
as the mountain blew out
and scoured away everything
on the phone she told me
that she loved me
for the last time
digging out now from the
nine pyroclastic flows of hell
only to find the
black sea underneath
i shouldn’t be alive
i shouldn’t be alive
i swim not knowing what is
below my feet
when she left
i was looking the other way
it was wednesday and
already too late
standing on the north face
as the mountain blew out
and scoured away everything
on the phone she told me
that she loved me
for the last time
digging out now from the
nine pyroclastic flows of hell
only to find the
black sea underneath
i shouldn’t be alive
i shouldn’t be alive
i swim not knowing what is
below my feet
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