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the winter air
clinging to my lungs
i held my breath for you
but it was far too long
long days
getting longer by the week
i remember i'd be there
when you needed me
but i hate this place
and the cities i'll never see
i hate myself
like everything else
i can't stop thinking
i can't stop drinking
myself into an early grave
i can't stop think
maybe this is how
it's supposed to be
fuck this empty apartment
laying on the earth
put my body in the river
cause it's what i deserve
maybe tomorrow
i'll wake up better than i am now

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