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I press your hand in mine cautiously
I keep a smile right to
And I lapse the grasp of an overriding obsession
And I get sick as I my interests fall into suspension

This winter, so cold, around your arm
Stealth soldiers, creeping around your
And it's harder, to understand
Little victories won creeping around hand

The sickness has taken through violent, blurted syllables
Escape my mouth my breath
The of pricking dread is whispering insistent in my ears
My paranoia has galvanized by gaze, so austere

This winter, so cold, creeping your arm
Stealth soldiers, creeping around palm
I know it's harder, to understand
Little victories won creeping your hand

I pinned your crest to my
it might start to look right

There was hushed talk of boy's corpse
Lying face down in the river, his hands used to move like
I can't stand myself this morning, I am practically boy
No strength to endure, ghostly insecure, through lack of choice

winter, so cold, creeping around your arm
Stealth soldiers, around your palm
I know it's harder, to understand
Little victories won around your hand
Creeping around your