love sings like cocorosie songs that play on repeat on my computer,
when i'm sleeping, secretly slipping into my ears,
haunting voices make me see beauty, even when my brain is at rest.
yes, i'm sure this is what it sounds like, love,
because i feel the same way now, lying on my bed, suffocating myself under the blankets
than when i have my face buried into your limp sleeping body next to me.
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