a tired mind for the night.
marble green pupils,
jealous as hell.
(hell is fear
just as fear is hell.)
her skin is shiny and
her skin is mine
but my ego is tiny and
i worry my mind.
if she but breathe
Another’s breath,
i might die.
i might die
if she but
breathe me a lie.
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