of
an
date
we
musta
been blind
the date wasn't blind

why would she do this to me

calm down son we are in public

why would she do this to me

tell me to calm down on more time
where is she

here

here i am son
what is wrong with you
who are you who are you
listen to nothing they say
they are not speaking
what is this
patterns
of
lunacy
my tongue
tasted her blood
what is her pleasure
to be held there never
what memories have caused
mine destruction
calm to me
in
demise
dandelions
demise
what lips have blow
cause the seas to wave
foam has caught me here
there
am
i
on the last wave
here
i
am
sinking in her
sand of hand held in quicksand
here am i quickened to die
in my self finding me
with her
we
dine

always alone
we
thought
?











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