Letter for my Necessity
All i need is her
Skin dry, dead tired, cold sweat
All i need is her
Five shades Darker, lookin a mess
All i need is her
A trod turned limp, feet swole as a blimp
All i need is her
Dry patchy lips, parched tongue, voice mute
All i need is her
Body dead, no liquid left to shed
All i need is her
And then i saw you, you restored my life
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