الكلمات
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I have never known peace
Like the damp grass that yields to me
I have never known hunger
Like these insects that feast on me
A thousand teeth
Yours among them, I know
Our hungers appeased
Our heartbeats becoming slow
We lay here for years or for hours
Thrown here or found
To freeze or to thaw
So long we'd become the flowers
Two corpses we were
Two corpses I saw
And they'd find us in a week
When the weather gets hot
After the insects have made their claim
I'd be home with you
I'd be home with you
I have never known sleep
Like the slumber that creeps to me
I have never known color
Like this morning reveals to me
