metronome #1

your breath the sweet cradle 
of my nights, your chest rising and falling
the metronome that stilled my heart
my paranoia melting in your arms
i was safe there / i was not always there
i came to this place and i was alone
even though i was always saying we
are never alone, i was alone
your breath the vacuum
of my nights, my chest tightening and tightening
the metronome that killed my heart
my paranoia creeping into crevices
i was safe there / i was not always there

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