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Grief creeps quietly backwards My mood ring has never changed back from black You can find me recreating nightmares I spent 3 nights falling asleep in snow banks Hoping my feelings would freeze over I want to push myself through the ice To see the world from underwater Find me hanging neck broken on your front porch Daisy in my pocket I'm floating above all things that keep me up at night I am a bruise Pushed over your mountainous trail over and over and over How painful is this life? Do you want to die like you know I do? How painful is this life? Do you want to die like you know I do?