i
count back
days
tiredly
my
thoughts
sandwitched
abruptly
between
the sky that
smothers
and you
telling me
you cant
do this
anymore
i want to
say:
breathing,
i don't want
to do that
anymore
i
count back
days
tiredly
my
thoughts
sandwitched
abruptly
between
the sky that
smothers
and you
telling me
you cant
do this
anymore
i want to
say:
breathing,
i don't want
to do that
anymore
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