E X I T M U S I C [--for the soul--]









































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She was silent in her return and I was just
a forgotten fairy-tale. My wings were gone
        my heart decayed
and my soul was untouched.

She was awake from her sleep and I had
        remembered her eyes, dim but cacophonous,
still pulchritudinous when I needed information.

I took a different approach for my next
inspiration--this was the beginning but
        it was her exit--


Relying on Infinite as I gain back
60 seconds of my life without your approval.
I observed every gallon of .oxygen.
                                that .

                Let down
                        Let down

My active time was 8.47
my love increased up to 12.74
If I went back those numbers
would decrease
I was in the 42nd row right
next to her, her mind was in
the 82nd row right next to
my exit.

                Her mouth was long and so
was her faith.
                It can not be avoided
her time was ticking
                her time was gone.


100 feet away minus the 10 that led you to
        that taxi, I would lay
                a note on top of your
        dresser, I would bend
                at the sound of the
clock watching me
        as it moved from 10
                to 8 // 7 to 65

She lost her nerve
                "You can't do this by yourself"

And now we are one in
everlasting peace
And this is her exit, her beginning, her
middle, her beginning, her exit, her
middle,
                        her beginning,
her middle,
                                                                                      her e X i t.