Is it staring at beauty too long that makes the heart ache?
Or is it staying in one place that was carnal, but is now estranged?
This strips us, demoralizes us, uproots us from our homes.
My big grey ocean eyes fixate on your body’s whole—
At this young age, I am mad, I am senseless, I am so stupid with love
I give myself away, and will eternally pay myself back with feeling alone
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