чзх
and I will inhale your gentle mist
honey, I'm dead drunk
and without you my gills breathe on incense
or not breathe at all
and if I'm an addict,
you are the best of visions
best of all.
among the wax faces and hearts
you are the ultimate joy
you're something that doesn't drag underground
the, that beats current
and accelerates the pulse
I look at you with delight
and forget about the concept of sadness
I forget about death
without you everything is dull enough,
but you're interesting
and I'd follow you anywhere
just not to Wake up again
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