Oh how they assume the times is like fume ready to explode beneath a window. Its getting foggy out I can barely feel your near. Letting go of what I am holding on.its Just like a whisper on my shoulder i hope wrong. But now Im out in the dark. All thats is missing is not what's lost. Bending down on my knees losing harmony in the fog. Forget it please i beg to breathe. If I lost the battle.Would that ever start a war.Speaking through gritting teeth. I'm my own worst enemy. But the best of friends. Yes I believe. All the signs are sending a message to me. Walk in through the passagee. Asking me could you be my little shoulder when im alone and getting older. How it scared i heard it speak cause the that little thing was my identity. So please be near when I'm far away from you guys. Were under the same skies. But hear we go again walking with our skin. In fog you and I walking pieces of clay. But living humans today.
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