You...You

You are still a whisper on my lips

I feel it at my fingertips

Pulling at my skin

You

You leave when I'm at my worst

A feeling as if I've been cursed

Bitter cold within



Days go by and still I think of you

Days when I couldn't live my life without you

Without You

Without You



You are still a whisper on my lips

I feel it at my fingertips

Pulling at my skin

You leave me when I'm at my worst

A feeling as if I've been cursed

Bitter cold within



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