VOLCANOES.
- What I am to you is not real. What I am to you, you do not need. What I am to you is not what you mean to me. You give me miles and miles of mountains. And I'll ask for the sea. Don't throw yourself like that in front of me.
I kissed your mouth, your back. Is that all you need? Don't drag my love around. Volcanoes melt me down.
What I give to you is just what I'm going through. This is nothing new, no, no just another phase of finding, what I really need is what makes me bleed.
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