It's not about the saliva, no
And it's not about the flesh
You see your skin is like a sheet of paper
it doesn't need violence
and it does not need strength
no
Every single stroke
Every single breath
Every single move
minute, second
Dying flowers in my chest
Overflowing lava
The leaves are dry but the earth is damp
The petals fall but the bud is strong
Time doesn't scare me
Life doesn't scare me
She doesn't scare me
Neither does your brain
I know your fingers
Mine
I know your life
Mine
I won't ever break it
I won't ever trap it
I will never steal it
I just need to feed
on it
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