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In my room

 

I wait for you in my room.  
I lost something.  
When I was in the world open, I saw you. 

I breathed the hell of the descentment
while I was smiling,
flowing through the heat
of the sun & time. 

I went crazy with love
dipping my hands in the hot wax,
and then my whole body,
laughing about it.

When I come into my room,
I wait for you,
and I find myself.  
Written by Pishashee
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