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Breath
There's that red breeze of piercing, soothing enigma
(They call it love)
Gently passed by like a stranger's abysmal stare
Oh! I forgot to inhale!
Breathe in, breathe out
They can't let it stay.
And I forgot to inhale!
There's that black breeze of someone's consumption
Take it back
Oh no, you exhaled!
Mingled it with the common, broke it into pieces.
There's that new shade of red
Ripe and untouched
Take a deep breath
Consume it voraciously
Only to exhale it back, to make it black
Did I say I forgot to inhale?
Oh yes, I forgot to inhale.
(They call it love)
Gently passed by like a stranger's abysmal stare
Oh! I forgot to inhale!
Breathe in, breathe out
They can't let it stay.
And I forgot to inhale!
There's that black breeze of someone's consumption
Take it back
Oh no, you exhaled!
Mingled it with the common, broke it into pieces.
There's that new shade of red
Ripe and untouched
Take a deep breath
Consume it voraciously
Only to exhale it back, to make it black
Did I say I forgot to inhale?
Oh yes, I forgot to inhale.
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