healing stitches when i just want to lay in my bed and be comforted by the delicate touch of insomnia conjoined with this cancer we are one i beg the son to ease this i bear the scars of this but i will suffer this. to be closer to you this test artificial lights shine on me before i breathe anesthesia in my room, the lady in the radiator sings me songs i ask her, if you sing to me, will you become human answers escape through your fingertips as you shut the door behind you now we can live
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