The 2 A.M Writer

Cicada

Well damn, I\'m still here, ankle deep

I can move my toes but I feel no reach

I haven\'t blinked since you left my eyes

But I know they\'ve been selling the same lies

Never could\'ve over thought so much, yet so little

My moment of air turned me more brittle

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Maybe if I wait a little patiently

You\'ll somehow come back to me

And maybe if anchor down and think

You\'ll be in the fairest 

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What\'s the point of dodging the shadow?

I know I\'ll just feel this way tomorrow.

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