clean
hot water hits skin
moist bullets
penetrate unseen
an effort to rise
steam engulphs
my brain won't let go
persistant, i wait
heat increase
thoughts manipulate
evaporation
would be nice
dissapation too
Blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these broken wings and learn to fly... All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to arise... blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these sunken eyes and learn to see all your life, you were only waiting for this moment to be free
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