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louder.

"th-the horrors of the night melt away,"

tyler.

"under the warm glow of s-sur-survi-val,"

tyler?

"of the day then we move on,"

angry,

tyler?

"my shadow grows taller along with my,"

fears.

"AND MY FRAME SHRINKS SMALLER AS NIGHT GROWS NEAR,"

standing,

tyler?

"SLAMMING,

WHEN THE SUN IS CLIMBING WINDOW SILLS,"

stupid.

"AND THE SILVER LINING RIDES THE HILLS,"

stop.

"I WILL BE SAVED,"

tyler.

"FOR ONE WHOLE DAY,"

tyler?!

"UNTIL THE SUN,"

TYLER.

"MAKES THE HILLS ITS GRAVE."

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hi tyler.

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