You can leave without saying goodbye
you can attribute it all to the wheel
Emotionless turning that brushes us by
Scraping and longing you try not to feel
attachments are only futile insurance
you don't give them a second thought
False environments fuel false endurance
though you value the number of battles you've fought
you can leave with saying goodbye
your image never registered to begin
when slipping, coughing dust, alone then you'll cry
it was you who encouraged the wheel to spin
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