Choked Out

When I stop crying over you.
It doesn't mean that I'm over you.
I just getting too tired to choke again.
It's already hard to breath having you far.
It's gonna choke me to death to cry over our closeness.
We are really close, chemistrically connected.
Yeah.
Really close, and chemistrically poisonous.
I broke without you; but I could kill myself trying to desperately have you.

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