you can only live off scraps for so long until you realize winter's cold. you can only live off smoking scraps for so long until you stop getting stoned. from what i hear you still pity the last flight(?) of birds starving in the frozen skies. and i pity, i pity you. if we both sit down by the window, i can see your breath in the air and it tells as we both sit down by the window i can see those lies in the air that you care to tell you love to to me so time will catch on (??????) of are leaving. attach to me agree with me and i'll keep leaveing until we can get this far(?).
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