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must I tear flesh, gnaw bones, and drink blood
just so I can grasp time
and give love?
what blood runs in your veins
if you pull my arms back
just so I wouldn't hold
the thing you're too afraid to touch?
what blood runs in your veins
if you pull my arms back
just so I wouldn't grasp time
and give love?
cold.
I would tear flesh, gnaw bones, and drink blood,
yes,
just so I can grasp time
and give love.
just so I wouldn't be anything like you.
'cause I am nothing like you.
'cause let it be told thrice:
I would tear flesh, gnaw bones, and drink blood,
coldly,
just so I can grasp time
and give love.
warmly.
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YOU ARE READING
the places i've been to inside
Poetryt h e p l a c e s i ' v e b e e n t o i n s i d e ╰ a compilation of poems ╰ ongoing i am still on my journey. i do not know where this heads to, but it's all inside.
