| Darling, I hug a pillow to replace your face
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| Loving you is a trauma no one else should face
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| Or sit still for
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| Why can’t you give me some physical love?
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| Why can’t you give me some physical love?
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| Everything else is in place, except physical love
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| Darling, you will cry out for me in the years to come
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| In the hope of a moment that cannot return
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| Thankfully
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| Why can’t you bring figs all pulpy and moist?
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| Roasted in passion and salty in voice?
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| No longer keeping a secret of your secret place
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| Why can’t you give me some physical love?
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| Why can’t you give me some physical love?
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| Everything else is in place, except physical love
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| Darling, I hug a pillow in absence of you
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| Darling, I hug a pillow to replace your face
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| Darling, I hug a pillow to replace your face |