Most often the house is empty
And is if I were about to touch another
For the first time again, my hands shake
As I think the buzz us light
Tickling the air like my hair tickles
My spine as it trickles down,
Water flows
Would you help steady my hand,
Help make my coastlines less jagged?
I think my name is safest in your mouth
Our wrong blood is in your history
How could you drown us out?
Our wrong blood gives in
How could we give in?
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