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Kgomotso RCS Jul 2017
She was honestly looking out the window / pretty as usual / but the sighs sounded familiar / bound and confused?  / stranded in ruins?  / wracked my brain trying to figure out who hurt you  / with your iris pulsating out of your pupils / and your heart jumping around in hoola hoops / I just couldn't even say Hi after you let me get a glance of you / ..

I'm incoherently trying to get you  / I'm sorry .. I meant indirectly ? / leave out the self projectory theories when your with me / if you get to actually genuinely take a step back and soak in the scenery  / you'll realise maybe dating girls isn't as weird as your mom makes it out to be / so enough with the anxiety?  ..

I guess trust me and stop fighting "we" ?
Jul 2017 · 226
THE Ground 2.
Kgomotso RCS Jul 2017
Sinking / Dripping in drudgery and drinking ..
You..  
Away..  



/ I don't drink but that sounded cool to say /
You've infiltrated my soul with hate /
and now I'm left wondering what's my fate?  /
Gradually letting go of my grace/  
as I flick the ash from my blunt on the ash tray / ..

Carried out and falsely branded now /
by the words that stained the air after coming out of your mouth /
Leaving and letting go of how it all sounds /
cause "I'm not winter or summer but autumn after the leaves fall out ? " / right?  Cause thats what it feels like when the cards are laid down / and your behaviour starts to get faul / after I call you out  /
It's all a cycle of immaturity and toxic chaos ,no doubt / but you can't leave me, now? Can you ? /
You'd hate to feel man handled and strangled by all THAT sadness.
Jul 2017 · 320
THE Ground 1.
Kgomotso RCS Jul 2017
As above so below / below I go..  as my soul feels unformidable / uncomfortable, distraught & destroyed / like lapoliths dissolving into soil/
coiled and coined /

.. sold and bought by the same buyers every weekend / do you think the tree gives a **** about what side you need shade in?  / blatently impatient / unsteady and steadily waiting on the same old things that kept you incomplacent / belligerently praying , on the day when space and time no longer define how long you'll stay here / keep me awake and far away ../ Far from the illusion of me being this major mistake / "it's all in your head" you say / lying next to my shoulder awaiting day break,  / for Pete's sake will the sun ever rise today /


Screaming and shouting,..

as I start kicking your knees and you stand there proudly / watching me pouting / silence worth a thousand..  
Pronouns.

"Don't make a sound,  we're not alike but I can tell you'll end up liking me somehow. "

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