#1-29-20

[italianoquotidiano]

Il Pipistrello- The Bat

29-01-20

[latextwin]

this is no great illusion.

when i'm with you i'm looking for a ghost.

or invisible reasons

to fall out of love or run screaming from our home.

because we live in a house of mirrors.

we see our fears in everything:

our songs, faces and secondhand clothes.

but more and more we're suffering

not nobody, not a thousand beers

will keep us from feeling so all alone.

but you are what you love,

and not what loves you back.

that's why i'm here on your doorstep

pleading for you to take me back.

and the phone is a fine invention.

it allows me to talk endlessly to you

about nothing disguising my intentions,

which i'm afraid my friend are wildly untrue.

it's a sleight of hand, a white soul band,

the heart attacks i'm convinced i have

every moment upon waking.

to you i'm a symbol or a monument.

your rite of passage to fulfillment.

but i'm not yours for the talking.

but you are what you love

and not what loves you back.

i guess that's why you keep calling me back.

i'm fraudulent, a thief at best,

a coward who paints a bullshit canvas.

things that will never happen to me.

but at arm's length it's tim who said

"i'm good at it, i've mastered it.

avoiding everything."

but you are what you love, tim

and not what loves you back.

and i'm in love with illusions

so saw me in half.

i'm in love with tricks so

pull another rabbit out your hat.

[co-starnotifs]

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