You crawl between my ribs
and breathe me in.
you don't want, you need
you can't leave without me,
you can't stay with me.
I doubt myself
I wonder if the stories have
diluted my heart.
But everything ends in death.
what is taken in
must be released.
nothing is really
permanent.
I'm blinking in the headlights
You're no where to be found
-weiann
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