The World Is a Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid to Die
autotonsorialist
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Most often the house is empty
And as if i were about to touch another for the first time again, my hands shake
I think the buzz is light
Tickling the air like my hair tickles
My spine as it trickles down
Water flows
Would you help steady my hand
Help make my coastlines less jagged? i think my name is safest in your mouth
Our wrong blood is in your history. How could you drown us out?
Our wrong blood is in your history. How could we give in?