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I know they say that love is strange
But ours to me it seems to be
Unidentifiable most of the time

I need you
Like a dying man needs comfort
As you push his head further underground.

I love you
Like a thirst loves saltwater
Except I cuddle this saltwater when Iím done.

Let me ask you
Do you mind
If I transfer my dependence
To an independent woman
Will I become more independent too?