i am curled so tight
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holding still
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still breathing through the knife
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i caught a color from the sun
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too cold - i had to send it back
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and all the while
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its been screaming all day
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the flavor starts to turn
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its been screaming all day
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leave me alone!
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i am curled so tight
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holding still
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still breathing through the knife
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a sage prayer to the skies
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downpur - it killed my offering
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and through it all
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i've been bleeding all day
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i must fight to hold my ground
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i've been bleeding all day
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as this illness circles round
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still, i try
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still breathing
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| Autumn |
