Whispers
Soft whispers crawl down my flesh
sunrise falls asleep
the moon awakes
inhaling deep breathes
seasoned with denial
enliven with thirst
guilty trifles
mistakes, i've learned
to escape get away from you
but your love, I yearn
unsure doubts
trying to find the right thing to do
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