"Don't take me tongue tied. Don't kiss me goodnight"
Voices swarming, controlling, informing.
'Hey girl, you're mourning, a person worth forming,
Some sort of permanent holding to keep the souls from touring.'
Great story, wanna hear it again?
Another vivid smile meant to fuck you with a pen.
Come here, take me.
No, wait, save me.
Better yet delay thee option to tame me.
I'm not worth the maybe,
And you don't deserve the kind of person I've been lately.
Perhaps this was fate,
for you to just fly in and decide to forfeit the bait,
forget the very date you stopped and asked for a stick to sedate,
the craving for something that isn't yet on your plate.
Something you can't afford,
Someone you want to adore,
New locks placed on an old door,
To keep the reality secure.
Even if you stop to think that the brink came and went,
You must not understand how time reprimands.
Show of hands,
How many people feel like that was the best of plans?
Two out of three,
Kick dirt in the sand.
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I wanna dance with the breeze,
Fuck the sun,
Make love to the moon,
Right a little passage revolving all around you.
Put down a hand, just stay
Move your mouth,
I'll give you words to say.
Just sit here and smile.
Just forget and play the game
Stay the same,
Keep your name,
Do whatever keeps you sane.
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