your frustration is not my problem
this morning,
despite those shitty things,
you did one thing just right
[when you whispered let it go in my ear
you didn't really listen, did you?
I forgave you. you're safe by me
- how about that?
- so much you've gotta learn -
- again, it's none of my business]
- it was
your arms
your hands
you took me
my skin
givin up under the blue blanket
like unborn babies
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