hey, mister,
i’m sure you’re looking for someone i know
i’m sure you think
you’ll see her in the distance,
flowers in her hair, free and fair,
bathing in the meadows air,
living her life of subsistence
but oh, mister,
isolation has caused
the cease of her existence
a young doll,
with cynicism of eyes turned old,
when eyelids would fall,
so would her world,
living again once they’d open
her words were unspoken
but never untold
i’m sure it is her
that you’re looking for,
but oh, mister,
your eyes are shut with precision
in this instance,
isolation has caused
the cease of her existence
i’m sure you could see her run free
oh yes i’m sure, i guarantee
the birds would sing with her above
a familiar tune by wise trees
about knowing it all
before it begun
yes a song that would teach
how life and grief always would meet,
i’m sure it is her
that you’re looking for
oh yes i’m sure now, listen
it is without resistance, mister,
that isolation has caused
the cease of her existence
May 16, 2025
May 16, 2025 at 9:11 PM UTC
hey, mister,
i’m sure you’re looking for someone i know
i’m sure you think
you’ll see her in the distance,
flowers in her hair, free and fair,
bathing in the meadows air,
living her life of subsistence
but oh, mister,
isolation has caused
the cease of her existence
a young doll,
with cynicism of eyes turned old,
when eyelids would fall,
so would her world,
living again once they’d open
her words were unspoken
but never untold
i’m sure it is her
that you’re looking for,
but oh, mister,
your eyes are shut with precision
in this instance,
isolation has caused
the cease of her existence
i’m sure you could see her run free
oh yes i’m sure, i guarantee
the birds would sing with her above
a familiar tune by wise trees
about knowing it all
before it begun
yes a song that would teach
how life and grief always would meet,
i’m sure it is her
that you’re looking for
oh yes i’m sure now, listen
it is without resistance, mister,
that isolation has caused
the cease of her existence
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