but my lungs find themselves dependant on you
and the only words i could get out were
...come back...
kiss meeh one more time before i die
to feel your touch just once more
id pull down the stars
and put them in a jar
so when those times find you where the night has escaped you
the stars will be within your reach
and when the skies are dark
and the clouds are plenty
they may yet shine through
and illuminate your nights
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