I tend to disappear when things
get rough. I am made out of water
but i am all dried up.
#2
I am his lungs, blackened and
decayd. I am his heart, broken an
in the way.
#3
Listen to me softly, listen to me
sweet. the suns are dancing, an
the trees are asleep.
#4
My love is silent, frayed. But i
love her madly, at least today.
#5
Wait, do you hear that tune. It must
be the day, the day of the moon.
#6
Keep your eyes up,
for the ground
is nowhere
to be seen
#7
And my stomach burns w/
a nauseating chemical called
(apparently) llove..
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