20-21
twenty mornings and i've been waking up a different kind of naked
i've shown you my beating heart and my collapsing lungs, you know the words written on the inside of my skin
but now darling, night has come and gone and i want to see the sun rise over her body
it's the twentyfirst morning and you're just a dream i had last night
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