Beneath the grays and blues
i can't see through
the open door
and under sheets
i feel the heat
i keep breathing
but while i'm sleeping
my eyes aren't closed
my hands slip and
my feet are struggling
I love you this much
just believe me
i can't stop breathing for fear i'll stop
my eyes keep moving with the wave of my hand
i'm moving i'm wavering
i'm sleeping
I walk the boundaries of where you are
I keep dreaming
i touch the glass
i feel the heat
i can't see through the open door
i'm progressing backward
i'm pulled
i'm pulled
with one hand up
with one foot down
i'm pulled
i'm flying
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