I’ll think of you one more time. Then I start to feel it, break down. Tick tock, soul locks up. The moment it breaks. Why does it feels like this is guaranteed? I’ll take a breath, your words wash over me, but I’m too deep to care, thinking impaired. That moment, moment it breaks..

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