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.
Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 3:59 PM UTC
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.
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