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Arms like vines
wrapping around my bones
creating an illusion of life
inside my blackened blood

There you'll find your voice
whispering soft words between my veins
trying endlessly to stop
my chest from collapsing

As my body shakes
you drag your fingers along my arms
creating heat
calming my thoughts down

Below the ground you walk
baby's breath bloom
painting clouds under your feet
heaven you become

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