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28 hitting the note

you pushed me over the line
so many damn times
my cheeks are never dry
when you leave me
i’m shaking

Spilled blood and
i’m screaming even after you’ve left
yelling at myself for even saying those things

it’s a sea of filth,
but sometimes i just have to be without you

you brought me back to life,
even Lazarus would say so
& when you truly open your voice,
my heart never had a chance
i’m so glad you found me
i’m wasted in your presence

It’s in yr tone,
when you get that syllable,
i bite my lip,
i’m drawing blood
May i have this dance
+ may the song never end
You cant drown a fish, love
and that, i am certain of

all your freckles are singing right at me,
it seems to be your metier
summer nights in your room,
w| only the christmas lights on

We were born to do it

i’m breathless and even less than that-
i get all warm & fizzy
that i get to love you
It’s that tiny twitch in your nose,
when you know yr hitting the note,
takes me to my absolute limit,
knocks me over with an eyelash

You sing my soul
and it is so pure
why stay sober
when yr honey wine is all mine

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