Jan 2014
Each time we depart
is one other breath,
deprived of my gasping lungs.
Each hello
is one other beat
that my heart won't make
on a coming day.
You are my pleasant parasite.
You drain me sweetly.
is one other breath,
deprived of my gasping lungs.
Each hello
is one other beat
that my heart won't make
on a coming day.
You are my pleasant parasite.
You drain me sweetly.
(Arkansas)
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