As I speak you take away my breath Stealing it until there is no more life left in me Not even a trace of sweet air do you leave? Turning your back I know you are smiling Proud of your presumed defeat Failing to recognize you are nourishing life back to me Just wait until it's your turn When you are the one choking for air And as I walk away I won't make your mistakeBirth sign: Aquarius
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