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You spin words with your webs Empty letters sent my way You give me an entire world Phantom long gone utopias that I can't seem to get away from Cover my consciousness Recover my depth Promise us all a premise of something we had, Something we kept Close to hearts, and far from minds Keys interlocked to fight your demise And when you fall And fail And crawl to me, on your scraped up knees and weak smile Begging for one last moment of denial I'll touch your lips one last time, turn your face in my hand Watch your gaze beg me to understand I'd cloak my back in curses if ever I thought it'd help you But I know that perhaps this time a well wo