and i'd love to jump | 1 |
off this building, slow | 2 |
audience breathes | 3 |
ice and snow | 4 |
until my limbs, frostbitten, | 5 |
tumble into melancholy, | 6 |
no beating heart could | 7 |
ever again be | 8 |
so cold -- | 9 |
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it's not rehearsal | 10 |
when lungs | 11 |
stutter | 12 |
and the curtains | 13 |
have since closed. | 14 |
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