In a lonely place.

Caressing the marble and stone. Love that was special for one. The waste in the fever I heat. How I wish you were here with me now. Body that curls in and dies and shares that awful daylight. Warm like a dog round your feet. How I wish you were here with me now. Hangman looks round as he waits. Cord stretches tight then it breaks. Someday we will die in your dreams. How I wish we were here with you now.

 


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