I'm tipping myself over to encourage response from deep in your throat
the wind breaks over in ignorance of my spastic limbs
illicit - I want to stop and tell you how I used to pull out my own teeth
and now I would do anything to squeeze myself in the gaps between yours
tell me you love me
feel me
need
me
I wake in the dim light of morning mumbling my own name
May 22, 2013
May 22, 2013 at 7:43 AM UTC
I'm tipping myself over to encourage response from deep in your throat
the wind breaks over in ignorance of my spastic limbs
illicit - I want to stop and tell you how I used to pull out my own teeth
and now I would do anything to squeeze myself in the gaps between yours
tell me you love me
feel me
need
me
I wake in the dim light of morning mumbling my own name
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