I want to commit myself to your beautiful soul. I want to believe in the me you see. [Insert poetry]
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I want to commit myself to your beautiful soul. I want to believe in the me you see. [Insert poetry]
and thus we pass over
our only earthly chance
to know who we really are
and how we arrived
at this ghastly jagged edge
of fate and the
absurdity of ignorance
Pretty bullets and scattered brains. A love letter to empty impossible spaces. We dipped our toes into the blackest oceans and came to enjoy the dreadful tides. [Insert poetry]
I spent the better part of my youth chasing shadows and empty kisses. How has your heart grown between the ages of 8 and 18?
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Mushroom coffee and tastefully artistic nudes. Breakfast of would-be champion hearts. My eyes are puffy from all of the tears I didn't cry. It doesn't matter. [Insert poetry]
The long limbs of death sure look beautiful when they dance. [Insert poetry]
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Promise that you will sing about me.
Kendrick dripping lyrics in black and white.
Scratching the vinyl hearts bleeding off shoulders already baring too much weight.
This is the cypher of old cartoons and characters.
Bip and bop and Betty and boop.
Slim fingers and slim legs, walking this walk until dawn remembers those who didn't make it.
Promise that you will sing about me.
She was a poetic dirty bomb and now we're all radiated and infected [Insert poetry]