whisper silence in my ear
cover me with salt warmth
touch me, oh touch me,
for the longing that lays
in shakespeare and in you,
hold me, though I try to resist,
I know there’s no point in that,
but I guess it’s just a banal reaction
a reaction I have to give,
to stop evil from happening,
to stop myself of giving up what I
fought for all summer and half an autumn,
do not even try to understand,
cause you will never understand,
the way I thought yesterday,
nor the way I think today,
or even the way I shall think tomorrow,
don’t bother with me,
but remember,
I ain’t just girl number indefinite.
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