you're not alive

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breathe it in, the toxicity of your lips.

stagnant. what's the point of even trying.

I rest my fingers against a glass sealing just to watch that gentleman leave.

it was you. a gentleman. now you're an animal.

you're not as alive as you used to be.

treat me like every single day is a chance of losing me.

or else, the day I press my head against a glass sealing, it'll break and I'll fall.

please understand the breaths of panic every waking second and know...

I am always crying on the inside, a heartbreak over more thoughts.

hold me like I'm a child...

I'm not as alive as I used to be.

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