pinprick breaches in our internal securityMature

"pinprick breaches
in our internal security.”
          that’s what you always
          called our fights.
can you hear
the sirens calling?
          they’ve been calling your name,
          keeping me up at night.
these natural disasters
are getting the better of me.
          i can’t save myself
          if i’m always saving you.

The End

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