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Love?


can you

follow me

to the end of the earth

the edge of the wall

and at the end of the week

will you

strip down

the walls we make

let out the pain

the sorrow and the mask

lift your eyes from the ground my dear

your lips

my skin

and when we go

we go together

the open air fresh on my skin

your hot breath lets me sleep

sound like a child

But when we are alone

I cannot speak

so close th something

so far from you

touch my cheek and i lose

my

mind

 

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