Borrowed from broken blood
i live the nights, feeling each molecule pass
lost in a wave
in a haze
I Care About You

Sleeping in our Place
I waited for you
to be only together, you have a face that reminds me of peace and soli-dude and
death

how did I find you in a word that means nothing
empty car; pathogen in a word of fret
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sleeping on mattrasses