sanctuary
11:23I can still feel you
even if
i'm lost in numbness.
When I'm lying against a paper wall
I remember the stiffness of your room's one
Hard and cold
Painted in blue
And it anchors me back in my sheets.
It brings chillness to my boiling blood
And familiarity
Like that tattered blanket we can't never let go of.
You, you are my concrete blue wall
and the tattered blanket,
and there's no matter to
the anchors drowning me
or the suffocating bedsheets
I can still perceive your chest's comfiness.
I can still feel you.
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