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Laying in the cold
Counting cracks across the ceiling
Everything feels slow
And this keeps repeating
Same old thoughts
Streetlights through the blinds
The tears feel cold
Will this ever get old?
The room feels less cold now
Your voice cuts through the darkness
I can breathe somehow
Finding comfort in your softness
I forgot the cracks above me
The night feels warmer now
No longer staring at the ceiling
Since your love found me somehow
