Endgame

from A Wayward Mirror by Errant Boy

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And you can't get up. The rain won't let up.
You can't be fucked. You're still laughing.
God knows it's us and god knows we're stuck.
Prognosis: fucked. We're still laughing.

Spend all night on the phone,
spend all night so she won't feel alone.
The endgame is coming.
He won't tell her because she knows.

It's no fun to feel like you're done.
The only one who's not laughing.

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from A Wayward Mirror, released April 1, 2016

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