| this be my arts. |
| this be my arts. |
| I.. I can has.. points...? |
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| In the end, we are nowhere. Sleepless and still and tight. Maybe we shouldn't fall asleep, saving what was left behind. Standing outside the chalk outline, beside ourselves in time. The only thing I want is the last thing I need. Awake and sleepless as stars shine. --------------------------------------------------------- Wish I could speak in just one sweep What you are and what you mean to me Instead I mumble randomly You stand by and enlighten me In a dream I lost my teeth again Calling me woman and half man Yes in a dream all my teeth fell out A cracked smile and a silent shout A cracked smile and a silent shout |
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