Don't leave me tonight
All alone in this high rise apartment
In this cold world
Where airplanes pretend to be stars
And we pretend that we can survive
With cold, packaged air
Breathed from a tube
Hello? Are you there?
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well done. i like this one a lot.
the comparison and paralele is very nice....
what else do we pretend?
i pretend that i can live without him..
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