With your every word
You kissed my mind;
Tomorrow morning
...
All I remember are fights and arguments
I blow this 4-hour bubble gum
Into the air that you once polluted
The lamp was dimly lit as you left
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A rocketship launches from my throat
Feel the wine at the tip of that flower
A smile exits these lungs
And unexpectedly lands next to you
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Walking little page
Across promising paths
Ink blots on its front
Dust on its back
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He’s in pieces
But it’s better than nothing
In exchange for sugar looks
I trade in my empty jacket
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Did the books erase you
From who you were meant to be
“Lad! Be this! Be that! ”
But you buried your nose
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