Corrupted
Lungs
I travel to your house
In the middle of the night
Ready to forgive you,
Your faults have ruined my life,
But I can’t live without you.
You are the happiness I search for.
You radiate my life.
I seek your warmth on a cold winter day.
I avoid your angry words when we fight.
But if you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky
one
Because I’ll still be heaving through corrupted
lungs.
We can be reckless, we can be wild.
We can be anything,
As long as we are together.
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