You are drowning people
in your sleep
The guilty subconscious,
sick of dying,
is ready for revenge.
I can offer it,
and you,
Little
but the bed I lie in
and the man next to me.
So please,
take him.
I have no want of the power
that lies in his fingers
that waits softly behind his eyes.
Oh please,
take him by force,
because I cannot tell him to go.
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