There are crickets and the sun is falling.
I couldn't breathe,
and it felt similar to that feeling where hours of laughter subside into the occasional chuckle.
So I did what anyone would do at a time like this-
I shoved my window open and thrust my arms out to become October.
Is this where I went wrong?
Maybe I'm just angry at the breath you merge with mine.
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I can't sleep, can't breath
So I stay awake and seethe
And when I fall awake and dream
September's gone and years go by
And October's here
Bringing fear
And memories of wrongs gone right
So, yeah, you inspired me.
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