Tuesday, January 16
Damien.
And I am sick, utterly
Unbearably sick
Of being in this position
Holding me like this
Living in this bed
You and I
I feel as if I am
Sinking into you
Sinking into you
(As it turns out:
You are just disappearing
Out from under me.)
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