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[airenisasecret]

feelings like faucets
by airen skam

two bodies connected by one fluid,
separated by different worlds
our Great Divide is in our heads
our eyes need no persuasion
they're boarded up like little haunted houses
ith all the half melted candles blown out.
but our hands take some convincing
feeling around like a metal detector
on a beach, searching for
hidden treasure that isn't there
well, i hate to disappoint you dear
but we're in the same boat here
string me out and all along
like a broken pearl necklace,
and i'll do whatever i can
to return the favor