Beliefs
catch my breath
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Tied, down to the, weight of your, lids.
Drawn black with, subway grids.
And if you, catch my breath.
You will collect, all that's left.
Gang, lands and handsome mist.
Where you, hold my hand, with smoky kiss.
And if you, catch my breath.
You will collect, all that's left.
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