(I've been sick all weekend, haven't been able to physically blog this piece. Sorry!)
I only know that I'm alive
Because I'm breathing
Because the sweat on my brow
Is a reminder that my skin needs space from touching
That too much warmth can kill me if it wanted to
Too much of anything can kill me
Too much passion
Too much love
Too much warmth
Suffocation
I only know that I'm alive
Because I'm breathing
Because the sweat on my brow
Is a reminder that my skin needs space from touching
That too much warmth can kill me if it wanted to
Too much of anything can kill me
Too much passion
Too much love
Too much warmth
Suffocation
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