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Raphy Reynaud

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ODE TO SKINNY LOVE

Going back to nothing, I can't speak, Let me hold your heart til I feel weak. Oh my, my. My, my, my, my. Lonely lets you know that you're alive.

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My love taken, I see you like attention, take off my blanket while you let me freeze. Oh my, my. My, my, my, my. Like a drunkard, faced pressed against his knees

The morning comes in handfuls and the evening stays for weeks I told you to remember have you forgotten me? My knuckles hold the burden I sit on your porch. Colorless eyes we have not been here before.

Going back to nothing, I can't speak, Sewing all my patches so I don't leak. Oh my, my. My, my, my, my. Shouting a woodnote through empty trees.

The morning comes in handfuls

the evening stays for weeks. I told you to remember have you forgotten me? A woodpecker stabs the oak my lover sings a hymn. I have no time for dying,

we restart with the leaves

Who willlove you? Who will fight? Who will fallfar behind?

-Raphy Reynaud

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