Jen cloher

Dead wood falls

Jen cloher
The wounds that we have no words for
Words only go so far
I’ve used them up
I’ve spat them out
But they never heal the scar.

If I could be in your city
If I could be in your bed

If I could be plastered to your body
Would I be any better off there?
Cause I still love you
I still love you.

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