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 Jul 2016 Matthew Harlovic
kaycog
Judge me.
Judge me so hard
Yeah, Maybe your face would be
Full of disgust
And hatred
But at least then...
You'd be looking at me
With a face full
Of raw emotion
And energy
No matter how negative
It may be
So judge me
Judge me so *hard
And if the rain will put you to ground
I'll grow wings and fly you somewhere in a different world
I'll take you in a room painted in your favourite colours
and with blue skies drawings on the windows.
I'll turn myself into light
and burn for you everyday until the end of my life;
I'll be your moon in the night
I'll collect stars and place them on your ceiling
and night birds will sing you lullabies;
I'll send the rain away
to the farthest worlds
and inside you I'll plant
a peaceful air that will never be defeated
by thunder or gloomy times.

If the rain will put you down
I'll give you my hand
and fly you away
in my heart.

My eyes will become
a blue-green rainbow
behind your smile.

*And rain will never sadden you again.
Beer breath hugs
and white wine kisses
she's passed out on the couch
because a queen bed is supposed to sleep two,
daily tears fall on callous ears
half full glasses sit on tables,
crystal never looked so cheap
slurred words stumble through conversation
moderation took a vacation
get high on powder,
blue jeans stained white
as cuticles crack red
flesh frees itself from fingers
we're addicted
(to be continued)
split tongues spit two verses
pondering where the connection between heaven and earth is
hoping sleeping in clouds would hurt less than than the dirt did
Need to work on this one
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