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Fallen Sky
click The sky is gone its fallen now you haven’t said anything in hours. I’m not cold and I’m not warm so if I pull you close it’s because you’re all I have left. You know that rhythm you feel? The one pulse that pulls you through it’s quiet tonight ground down to a soft inaudible click. I’m not worried though not for me but you haven’t moved to hold me back. I’m not worried though “All we have to do is make sure we keep talking” I’m not worried though not for me but you haven’t said anything in hours. click. |
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