Weight
I'll bask in my malaise And just listen to guitars whine As the blue deepens My face is so heavy Like weights are strapped To the sides of my mouth Gripping at my muscles So tight I can barely speak Before there's a hand around my throat I'm scared to cuddle with kitty Because she smells like you And I don't want you to make me happy Not right now, at least So for now, I'll just sleep The weight of the pillow against my skin Almost like you're holding me again
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