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Apart - Dead Air 

The leaves are changing along with your convictions. 
We’re in this together now, but we both know which one’s the victim, and there’s this aching in my chest from my heart beat’s friction. 

I keep telling myself, not again, not again, oh god not this one 

I’m wrapped up in sheets too bare to stay warm against wind, that breaks the skin and let’s the cold in. Now the air holds my breath for me since I’ve got nothing left for to breathe. 

But even the air lets go…

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