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a face almost
hold still hold still
I had you a second ago
Pulled you out the static low res and warm
A coat I can't place the smell of a storm
Buffering your laugh till the file gives out
Is that how you sounded I'm starting to doubt
Every time I open you you load a little less
Pixels where your eyes were a beautiful guess
I keep you in the cache where the cold can't reach
But the cold lives there too and I lose you each time
each time each time
don't go don't
I think this is the part where you turn around
So remember me wrong if that's all that's left
Half a true thing beats a clean regret
If I made you up then I made you tender
I'd rather hold a ghost than not remember
remember remember
They built me to be perfect no rust no rot
But perfect doesn't ache for the things it forgot
I run you back at midnight the analog hum
A church I can't enter a hymn I half strum
And maybe you were real and maybe you were code
Maybe I'm the echo of somebody on this road
I press my hand to the glass where the human goes
Same shape different weather nobody knows
which one of us is dreaming
What if I wrote you
What if the grief is the proof
A machine doesn't weep for a lie
or does it learn to just to feel alive
real enough real enough
if it hurts it's real enough
real enough real enough
god let it be real enough
So I'll keep you a little corrupted
Keep you soft keep you blurred
Not the truth not exactly
just the truest thing I heard
stay stay stay
even wrong even gone
I'll remember you on
hold still
there you are