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2017 I will always be breaking, combusting,
breaking down and breaking through,
you know so well I would rather hurt with you.
You need to stop using those words,
always the sorry and the need,
I can’t take either when I can barely breathe.
I need to stay, I need to leave,
I need a list of things I shouldn’t do,
cut off oxygen and crashing cars,
losing and finding and hurting you.
Tomorrow I might not be able to reach,
carving history, scribble skin on skin,
stomach drop with what you choose, begin.
I will always be sighing, stumbling,
sighing lies and sighing truth,
when I’m cold and so unable to shake you.
But I will always be breaking, combusting,
breaking down and breaking through,
you know so well I would rather hurt with you.
