call me believer
in a mindless answer
that there's a cure in dreaming
when sleep's the cancer

it's hard to speak of any matter
while I'm weighing every letter
ashes turn to dust

I'll never explain why lovers are lost
whenever I brush your shoulders so soft

be my satan and suffocation
if you're able satiate me fully if you must
still the shaking saturate my every cell with lust
tip me over
let's sin again and again and again
till
dusk

I'll never explain why lovers are lost
whenever I brush your shoulders so soft

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