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Fallen Sky
click The sky is gone its fallen now you haven�t said anything in hours. I�m not cold and I�m not warm so if I pull you close it�s because you�re all I have left. You know that rhythm you feel? The one pulse that pulls you through it�s quiet tonight ground down to a soft inaudible click. I�m not worried though not for me but you haven�t moved to hold me back. I�m not worried though �All we have to do is make sure we keep talking� I�m not worried though not for me but you haven�t said anything in hours. click. |
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