sylvia sylvia
how I long to come to you
with the shot I use to water my pen in ink
one millimeter in my pulmonary vein
I can end me
it's right infront of me
it's clean and empty
Did you hesitate at first too
maybe I should live
to write a poem or two
but unlike you i have no flair, I'm cold and empty
can you believe I subject to the gravity
I used to be alive,I used to be free
my old days can't find their way
back to me
sylvia sylvia
I no longer feel
my heart is frozen
I want to disappear.
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