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Bitte? (Please?)

BITTE? (PLEASE?) Bitte? waiting shutting door turning lock footsteps secret light attached I am addicted I am Random moments of soul exchange mercurial is your right Bitte... I wait to pretend that this is pretend slither beside you wrapped limbs Bitte! Created a fortress I know my shadows but that is no excuse for your shadows fatigued from losing faith yet, I still skipped home bitte. To hope that you would take advantage of my open wounds. Bitte, bitte, bitte... I wonder when it is my door that shuts and the key clicks you think the same like-minded fools I hope or is it fast relief? my fears run deep like the cold waters you dip your legs in to find your prize beneath the Norway sky that has captured your fancy Please...bitte bitte bitte remove shatter the distance between the hall that creaks beneath your footsteps I would leap the distance to hide beneath your sheets Oh Bitte! to fall into your world bitte fall into mine Bitte! Bitte! Bitte! to find another world where breakfast is on the kitchen table talks of Focault, Kant, and Picasso midnight hours are few and far between Bitte? Morning light at 3 a.m. existence alone means two Return to the night Bitte...bitte...bitte

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