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Dont.Think.About.It

I’m coming,
I’m coming,
I’m right here for you.

The sun dries the rain beneath your feet,
so you may never slip
and your heart never crack open
and seep through your fragile head.

I need you,
I need you.
You are my food and water;
I resisted you as food,
but when you were water
my lips couldn’t pull away after 30 seconds
of dry air.

You hold me,
and I hold you;
the softest teddy bears
Wrapped in silk.

Don’t forget me,
Don’t forget me.
Don’t shut the door down the long hallway
where I am at the other end,
staring at you
with fawn eyes
and desperation.

Remember to
save your love
and I will always be there
to dry the rain beneath your feet.





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