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I’m wearing thin boots

I’m wearing thin boots

You wouldn’t know that just by looking

But I step on embers every time you hit the ground

I’m wearing thin scarves

I’m wearing thin scarves

Frostbite when I hit the winter air,

my throat tinged with the last will to live

I’m wearing thin skin

I’m wearing thin skin

I sizzle when I touch you and

the butterfly wings prickle when I reach into the sky

I’m wearing…thin

I’m wearing…thin

Every step is another one behind me

and I’m longing to be whole with you again