give me your eyes
though i hide from them
though they burn me
i want them
give me your words
though they are bullets
though they wound me
i want them
give me your arms
though they close like manacles
though they imprison me
i want them
give me your eyes
your words, your arms
you have mine
i want them
give them to me
i want them back
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