Let it go, my Love.
It is clawing at your face.
Tearing your beautiful hands.
Destroying you.
Let it go. Let it slither away.
You cannot kill it
You cannot control it.
Let it go before the infection
gets into your blood.
Before you die, my Love,
and give it victory.
If you die, you take
A part of me with you.
I do not give you permission.
Strip the things down to nothing.
Not even the clothes on your back.
Bathe in the waters of Freedom.
All you need are those hands,
those eyes, that mind.
Bathe in the waters of Freedom.
Stop Stop Stop talking
And look into my eyes.
Stop Stop Stop talking
And look into my eyes.
The blue of my eyes.
The color of the sea.
Bathe in the waters of Freedom.
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