you were cold so
i moved closer
i moved closer
hungry for more
your hands under
your hands under
my striped jumper that still
smells of my mum
smells of my mum
silently stripping for you
dancing the outline of your
dancing the outline of your
broken voice
call me
call me
when you need me
but i dropped my phone in
but i dropped my phone in
a river that keeps dead bodies
from drowning
from drowning
so i fasten my belt so
tight i puke some foreign words
tight i puke some foreign words
which no one understands
but you’re multilingual
but you’re multilingual
...
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