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BREATHE IN NOT OUT


one ounce of sunshine
and we all ask for the sun
in the dead of winter
we've lost all heat

one drop of water
and we get grabby and everyone reaches
for the ocean
in the dead of winter
we sleep

oh the beautiful images
oh the beautiful sounds
an empty mind
like a dyslexic putting down words
one more day
one more time until we all fall down

rings around roses
ashes to ashes
we've all fallen down

rosy red itchy marks
dust to dust
we can't get back up