What a Mess We Made
the love suffocates us
from floor to ceiling
i feel tension everywhere
i welcome
the distraction
it combats
the pain
he touches
my face
then the love suffocates us
i inhale his exhale
the red room is destroyed
from floor to ceiling
and for several hours
in a daze
his weakness
we're desperate
i'm anxious
i feel tension
everywhere
i scream that i trust him
to combat his pain
he touches my face
again, destruction
such passion
from floor
to ceiling
what a mess we made
i inhale
his exhale
still, in a daze
the love suffocates us
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