My bones are shivering
My veins are quaking
My heart is still
The meteor shower of brain sent fireworks down my spine
The whole time while this is happening My heart is still
My stomach has summer salted into winter
begging for the leaves to fall again
And the world is begging for reason to keep turning
So tattooed to pain, my eyes are begging to reason to cry
and while this going on my heart is still
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