Your dying breath
So cold and heavy
Is breathing life into me
The freezing wind
That rocks your walls
Shattering your ground
Is breaking it all down
And breaking me free
The foundations are cracking
The foundations of what I thought once
Was a "never- dying" love affair
I can see the ground shaking
From down beneath
I can see it so clearly
I can tell by the rusty cracks
That this love is a moon, lent to me for too long...
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