you've spent your whole life sweating in an endless fever
_laying in a bathtub full of freezing water, wishing you were a ghost_

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The shortest night will be the one
When you come to steal this noose
Give me an injection of soothing comfort
Sedate me with these pleasant dreams
Breathe fresh air to preserve me forever
With just one fingertip running over pallid porcelain
I will be in color again
And maybe you will renew your faith in a haze
And we can feel this warmth next to one another
Because it is tough to get there alone
I will be waiting on my knees
Because I know you are out there,
Traveling in the cold atmosphere
I can feel your dream inside of me
Right at the center of this buried hope
As it will one day retrieve its stolen wings

S
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