I want you to be gentle.
I want you to let me lie to myself
until I become obsessed with you.
I want you to not limit me,
lose your boundaries
and grow tolerant.
I want you to see how sick I am
and love me anyway.- R.I.P. to My Lovers

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Bodies in My Closet
PoetryAnother attempt, perhaps another failure. no. 1 #spilledink 11.05.2024 no. 1 #unloving 11.05.2024
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I want you to be gentle.
I want you to let me lie to myself
until I become obsessed with you.
I want you to not limit me,
lose your boundaries
and grow tolerant.
I want you to see how sick I am
and love me anyway.- R.I.P. to My Lovers