22 | My home is a cactus, you

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"My home is a cactus, you"

Maybe I've been so alone
in the middle of the desert
that I found comfort
in your thorny arms.

Loneliness made me crave
for a hug too much
that even if I know I'll get hurt
I will still take the risk of holding you tight.

The blood dripping down
were actually tears in my eyes
because I realized that
I found a home in things that hurts me the most.

l.b.

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