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..afraid that i'm unsure of a love there is no cure for..

Raz

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you make being sick the sweetest thing;

you make the lump in my throat find its home again and my heart sit a little more restless in its chest;

it's something that i want while i lie beside you and smell your neck while my finger runs the outline of the dragon on your back;

you make that bed seem like home and i want to wake up snuggled against you;

i want to be cuddled and wrapped up inside your breath;

all things end and this will too but you make it all seem worth it;

it all seems worth it.

:)
 
I'm sick at the moment too... what's going on?! The footsteps of winter are approaching...

Being sick makes the simplest things even simpler. And I think this piece captures that perfectly.
 
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