let go already, youre squeezing too tight and im beginning to feel it.

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traces of you don't leave my brain, the same way pollen stains the humid air in the summertime.
pieces of you litter the floors and paint the walls.
brushing against your copper skin creates wide gashes on my own. i don't know if my tetanus shot is up to date or not.
leave me alone.
let my head breathe.
i feel like my mind may burst if im not better soon.
i need some more oxygen in my blood. ive been holding my breath for you for far too long.

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