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Description
Sink in

Down to the line

Where faith is left to you and me.

Recoil.

Your Touch ignites

nothingness

and faithless

Dawns

Drawn out by

your petty belief in

you and me

and eternity fails you

Silent motions

"We can do this"

Tonight, I think. We only have tonight.

But there is no fool in the silence of the air.

trashed Out and feeling alone

In a crowded room.

In a crowded bar.

I'm talking politics

and everyday life and you grin as your eyes grow cold

I woke up this morning

With your breast plush

Against my back

You're form molded perfectly to my skin

It felt like home and comfort

And you

Dripping wet against my sin

Description
Sink in

Down to the line

Where faith is left to you and me.

Recoil.

Your Touch ignites

nothingness

and faithless

Dawns

Drawn out by

your petty belief in

you and me

and eternity fails you

Silent motions

"We can do this"

Tonight, I think. We only have tonight.

But there is no fool in the silence of the air.

trashed Out and feeling alone

In a crowded room.

In a crowded bar.

I'm talking politics

and everyday life and you grin as your eyes grow cold

I woke up this morning

With your breast plush

Against my back

You're form molded perfectly to my skin

It felt like home and comfort

And you

Dripping wet against my sin