terrify
peyton You terrify me.

Even in your most wistful call.

I can't trust.

Can't touch.

Can't touch.
Can't touch.

When you go, I combust.

When you fade, I am without foundation.

You have taken my rotting supports. You have made them you.

When you go, I go.

A collapse that won't touch anything around me.
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