every time I hold my breath waiting for you to decide how you feel I fall unconscious I should probably move forward with gentle caution it’s almost rude the contrast of our knowing im not confused instead I'm showing your conflicted, thoughts and feelings moving, shifted when I finally return to land you're still there looking as if I've shown you something rare I gasp, reaching for air. suddenly your eyes look as if life is unfair it’s almost rude the contrast of our knowing im not confused instead I'm showing your conflicted, thoughts and feelings moving, shifted how are we to proceed I'll suffocate for sure if you keep from feeling the very thing you refuse to need . I'm a breath away from bleeding it’s almost rude the contrast of our knowing im not confused instead I'm showing your conflicted, thoughts and feelings moving, shifted . I'm still yours even if you're drifting
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