For me it’s:

Crossing that bridge, with lessons I’ve learned
Playing with fire and not getting burned.
I may not know what you’re going through.
But time is the space between me and you.

Prayer for the Dying, by Seal (1994).

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  • thermal_shock@lemmy.worldEnglish
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    3 days ago

    This world, it turns on the thought of you dead.

    • local H, misanthrope.

    If you want, a second to breathe, I’ll give you all of my love, give you all that you need

    • Sjowgren, seventeen