Wash me away.

there are meteor showers in your eyes
and i'm a desert around you
drinking in your oceans
but the tide is low and you're gravitating
towards the eclipsing moon

 [ maybe i am crazy and maybe you don't know
and maybe you will never but you need to know
that i need you ]

so don't go
i fucking need you

( dedicated to juniper
it's been a while )

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