My hands are trembling as I’m trying to catch my breath.
Nothing’s clear anymore.
You’re more then just in my head.
I can taste my own fear running down my face; streaming down my cheeks and dying on my lips.
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My hands are trembling as I’m trying to catch my breath.
Nothing’s clear anymore.
You’re more then just in my head.
I can taste my own fear running down my face; streaming down my cheeks and dying on my lips.