anyway

i used to wish
i could live in dungarees.
lock myself away
and paint away the days.
and if you didn't care,
you could find the paint in my hair.
and you'd want me anyway..
i used to think
if you didn't brush your teeth
i'd still let you breathe on me.
if we didn't shower for days
just let ourselves stick to the duvet
i'd want you anyway.

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[Jeff Loquist]

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