What are we,
the endless streets
the very backwards souls we seek
The way you say my name, it's sweet
The way you hide your face, defeat
But that's too bad
And what am I
The colors of the bluest sky
I seek you out
and hunt you down
I am love,
The lack thereof.
I am lost then I am found
They say you're talking to yourself
Both night and day
You shelf, reshelf
But with a friend so
dear and true
And of course, I
love you too
They don't see me
standing there
They don't see me
Then why stare?
So morose
Your face, I'd say
It's even gross
The very way
I don't think
you've gone through hell,
seen the light
and LOL
My goodness girl,
You ain't a creep
So bow your head,
and swift defeat
Will come to those who pray
I do that, no
shame to say
Every single freaking day
5 comments:
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does that mean its bad?
no. it means its sad. and it makes me cry. and frown. thus the frowny face
gotcha. Cuz I thought you'd said you liked it and i was confusded
well i'm sorry for the confusion. if it helps any, usually the fact that i comment means i like something. but on the other hand, lack of comment doesn't necessarily mean i don't like something. does that make sense?
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