...if and
only if
i have what you have
i could have chosen
silence
if i tasted what your
taste buds
have flowered
i could have stared
at the clouds
and do nothing
i chatter like a box
of fine metal
chips
and you're so dumb to
give it
a variety of
meanings
if only i
had your bed
i could have
slept
soundly
i wonder why
you follow me
when
i have nothing
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