Urchins for eyes

I sleep in your arms your hair a lions mane

A miasma of slumber overtakes me

As I wish to feed you the blood from my vein

My love for you pouring out into the sea

And My urchins for eyes lay still and quiet

Leaving the noise of the world with the riot

I just stay under the sea with the leeches

To just stay under the sea with you in pieces


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