Is it bad that I dread seeing you?
Your eyes are swollen with sadness
The corners of your lips are weighed down
Your body convulses with madness
I don't think I can stand it
Although I am cold
I am no longer shivering
But without you
I'll be shivering and alone
I always wanted to find an anecdote
For your swollen eyes
I always wanted to get stronger
To lift the weights that always begin in your mind
But I don't think I can stand it
I'm cold
I might as well shiver
Even if I'm left alone.
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