holy walls of static that i am lost between
i'm trying not to panic
i'm wrapped up in thick sheets

im sick
im not getting better
i can't accept that it'll be this way forever

share with me a rainstorm while we're sitting on a hill
i'll try not to shiver but in the end i will

i remember crying
smoking in my bed
breathing in the remnants of your last cigarette

holding space for something that i cannot explain
makes me want to forget that i ever did anything

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