I hear those words
"you're barely breathing tonight"
It echoes a chore of those days
of these nights, and of your silence.
Side to side we lay,
In your arms we'd be apart.
Always slept facing away from you,
such disgust, and such fear.
Maybe, just maybe
You'll be barely breathing tonight.
[to hear you]
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