carve my lungs out to
fill with these thoughts of you
the whole world is flooding
like the dream where i
was your mermaid
i'll drown the ghosts
that live inside your body
this world has made me soft
we are so fragile
we all tell each other
that we are pretty
until the day we die
and sleep and repeat and
make each other cry
the flowers in the park don't hurt or sympathize

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