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Dying to tell you
But the words will come out wrong
You gave me the ultimatum
Change or leave
Leave or change
I’m too sick now you say
Something went wrong
We’re back to square one
I’m dying in here
I can’t breathe
When you can’t remember
Who you are or what you’ve done
Or anything she said
What’s the point?
Odd changing then
Like knives of ice
They’re blistering cold
Rupturing my sensibilities
I’m naked and the wind is
Seventy below
I’m starving and I’m weak
It’s misty and it’s raining
I tried so hard to make you happy
Tried so hard to make you smile
Maybe I should go
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