Yesterday was a poem writing weather day
Counting deaths and getting in trouble
Dressing for work I put those words away
Later I just want to breathe, my friend
Erasing every letter to not send
I'm running and it's so cold
Where did I go today?
Whose face is this?
Feeling I'm not trying hard enough
Just giving in to stay so cloudy
Out on the water away into the air
Wishing I'd go disappear
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