Pollution
I breathe in your pollution
I exhale my own
I could change
Or reamain alone
Your skin on mine
makes me cringe yet quiver
Your warmth brings joy
stone cold, I'll shiver
Leave me now
or you could stay
will you ever run out
of things to say
criticize, condemn
love, embrace
show me everything
your true face
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