Shiver Shapeshift

The air is weak
Filled with smoke
My lungs are meek
I am broke

The world is twisted
I belong here
Fading freezing

Shiver shapeshift
And my mind drifts

Oxygen Oxygen
I'm losing oxygen
But the world is made of twilight
And I'm right where I belong.

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