now I'm a tiny bird cold and quivering in your hands. now I'm a small boy lost in a department store that's about to close. seconds ago I was a lion in your bed a storm blowing out your walls jupiter crashing into venus the climax of an opera now I'm a little lost traveler hiding in a land of giants you could kill me with the flick of a finger or a harsh word. I need your protection in this moment when I'm so open so vulnerable because this is when the phantoms come this is when the black wordless void where I was taken as a child returns to claim me again opening its dark mouth under my feet pulling me down into its throat sending me back in time to myself showing me how small and alone I was when it happened. please don't abandon me now not now stay close be with me breathe with me just give me a few minutes and I'll be the man you know again.
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