maybe its not such a good idea to keep us bound
together by like ideas
i love you so
i take your thoughts for mine
of which i'm so tired
i take your thoughts for mine
the one's i have to leave
running reckless peeves
they don't seem to make much sense to me
so why yours for mine?
see where i've gotten stuck
can almost put a finger on it
i'm looking for a better bind
than fickle ideas that resemble mine
i would like our hearts to sing together
what water keeps together
heart embrace all human weather
with eye wet
how can i forget?
the effort it takes to hold
heat
stealing warmth
from crumbs to eat
what pretends to tend to another
watch them do the dance of we
while i watch
i know its me
i'll be the slave
you get set free
when i stop acting
nothing happens
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when i stop acting
ReplyDeletenothing happens.
ahh. i want to paint this.