1
flesh packed by the pound
with broken hearts
tightly wound
and in the morning when
the day begins
we wear our smiles and
crooked
grins
and lay down at night and
shed our sins
spent and tired but
full of
grace
and yet these lines
we can't
erase
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finding that place where i step into space
and lose myself
like an alien who eats human emotions
i'm lost in the oceans of your
desire
and like a human
dipped in cumin
i'm on fire
