Kiss me goodbye pushing out before i sleep
can't you see i try swimming the same deep
water as you is hard "the shallow drowned lose
less than we" you breathe the strangest twist
upon your lips "and we shall be together..."
"Kiss me goodbye bow your head and join with
me" and face pushed deep rteflections meet
the strangest twist upon your lips and
dissapear the ripples clear and laughing break
against your feet and laughing break the mirror
sweet "so we shall be together..."
"Kiss me goodbye" pushing out before i sleep
it's lower now and slower now the strangest
twist upon your lips but i don't see and i dont
feel but tightly hold up silently my hands
before my fading eyes and in my eyes your
smile the very last thing before i go...
I will kiss you i will kiss you i will kiss you
forever on nights like this i will kiss you i will
kiss you and we shall be together...
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We take these and rip in front of one another. We sat there, stiffening on the gravelly surface. It wasn't cold, not at all. In fact, it was just the right time of the day for me. But what had happened...
I'd said nothing. And I stared at the trail of ants panicking away from the lawn sprinkles. I stood up, stepped on them, and waited. I waited to get better, to be well. But I just stepped on them further, bullied what I can, and sat back down. I waited, I waited to get better. But I didn't, and I'm not. And I shouldn't have uttered the truth. I should've just let the day sink into me like it would any other twilight when it feels good.
I'm waiting for karma to catch up with me.
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8 months, with these pains I'm passing out like candy, you're still a phenomena.
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PS. I introduced The Honorary Title to Taylor. I have never openly done this, but she has good taste in music. She already figured out the pain of that last song that makes me cry.
PPS. Can't wait for Saturday.
I'd said nothing. And I stared at the trail of ants panicking away from the lawn sprinkles. I stood up, stepped on them, and waited. I waited to get better, to be well. But I just stepped on them further, bullied what I can, and sat back down. I waited, I waited to get better. But I didn't, and I'm not. And I shouldn't have uttered the truth. I should've just let the day sink into me like it would any other twilight when it feels good.
I'm waiting for karma to catch up with me.
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8 months, with these pains I'm passing out like candy, you're still a phenomena.
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PS. I introduced The Honorary Title to Taylor. I have never openly done this, but she has good taste in music. She already figured out the pain of that last song that makes me cry.
PPS. Can't wait for Saturday.