It was flood, it had come
I broke habits to end up in your bed
Television told us something, I wasn’t listening
I was falling asleep across your breast
Couldn’t tell if you were breathing
The film was on loop through the night
Like a bloodied rose between your lips
We were holding each other tight until our spines cracked
And it was over before it began
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