the darkness is cold
your skin
burns under my blood
under your breath
i feel you sayin everything i wanna hear
but nothing that i need
i wish i could write you to this page properly
but this world is full of nothing but distractions
and i am failing at keeping my head on straight
my eyes on the horizons
my body is crumbling
the weight of your hands stings
there is nothing here
but cold
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