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Jealousy and me
Ain't no happy cup of tea
Momma told me
Nothing good
Could come from that
Kissin in the rain
It only brings on rainy days
And love sick colds
Are cured
By jealousy tea
I never liked that taste
Honestly
It was always way to *******
Bittersweet.
the day will come when what I say
will scatter you or make you stay
but I'll not fear no matter what
and keep my mouth from closing shut
the truth will flow in ebbs and tides
from all the depths of my insides
and let this be the test of love
that what is uttered bares a dove
see, it will fly around our hearts
restore in full these body parts
in preparation for the change
we undergo in our final stage
so tire not, oh moving tongue
as you reveal who we're among
title taken from Paolo Nutini's Last Request
It's 40 days
I haven't slept
I cannot seem
To find a bed
That tucks away
My soul's unrest
I wander on
A desert stretch
The sand removes
My saltiness
I'm dry and pale
These feet attest
And true fatigue
I'll reach still yet
To drink might quell
The emptiness
But fever plagues
My hollow chest
In seeking dreams
The stones collect
And I find hope
Inside my head
To carry on
I must ingest
The very thoughts
My mind has bred
Faith is an ***** in bodies unseen
Filled to the brim to be daily redeemed
Guard as you might it will never decay
But hardens and softens like delicate clay
And it will be molded then put through the fire
Hotly transformed from unpromising mire
What's carnal will fall to the side and be burned
But what is eternal will rise from the urn
Your heart will not die.
Everyone tells me,
I need to forgive and forget,
And that life's too short.
That I need to let it all go,
And just move on.
It all starts running together,
Sounding like a broken record,
Trying to play the same song.
But Mom,
You always said to ignore,
The peer pressure.
For all the grudge holders
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