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I feigned sleep As his hands wrapped my body A safe cocoon in blue arms I wonder how much time I have left until the spell To break Home is a homeless place Love and you will never Find it elsewhere His heart beat loud in my Back and a hardness That pulls me closer I stayed awake As the room filled with blue And the clock as my consort A hand of warmth, his touch Like the touch of many others Before and after You felt blinded to be alive But he turned off the light And tucked you under Love, it doesn't have to feel This way but which way Must you go when Home is not a home to you You've been gone for So long His blue arms are what draws You back and you Cleave as if it's your roots Blue love, blue arms Blue hearts, blue room I feigned sleep A safe cocoon in blue arms
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Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 10:20 AM UTC
Blue arms
I feigned sleep As his hands wrapped my body A safe cocoon in blue arms I wonder how much time I have left until the spell To break Home is a homeless place Love and you will never Find it elsewhere His heart beat loud in my Back and a hardness That pulls me closer I stayed awake As the room filled with blue And the clock as my consort A hand of warmth, his touch Like the touch of many others Before and after You felt blinded to be alive But he turned off the light And tucked you under Love, it doesn't have to feel This way but which way Must you go when Home is not a home to you You've been gone for So long His blue arms are what draws You back and you Cleave as if it's your roots Blue love, blue arms Blue hearts, blue room I feigned sleep A safe cocoon in blue arms
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Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 10:20 AM UTC
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