too much life is a shallow kill
you can't bear it out, so i will
sometimes you forget i'm here
until i come close, pressing near
and i know who you are
and i see what you are
dexterity and handiwork distract
i'm unaccustomed, how do i react?
your breath, it quickens
our friendship sickens
and i know more for now
and i see less for now
sincerity is hard to read
telling me you're going to leave
and i don't know if i'm right
or scared
i'll pace about
my teeth are bare d
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