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You're a trophy, Bragging rights, A shot of servility, yet to be drunk A ship on some waves which I may command Poseidon inside them, Yet to be sunk. I remember you, don't I? We waltzed a little, stepped on each others' toes But we don't sound so good now, I'm confused to hear you speak, At least, at least I know you And at least I can chirp to you, Little tree, Rock solid face, without emojis or discipline Tell me more about yourself. What awaits me tonight What lurk in your mind? Foully feminine, dusky on broke wings And sprightly on toes of splintered wood. Cave in, fall down, and maybe I'll find you again, But up until now, I've only heard you selfishly and wikl never ztop doin so
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Dec 31, 2016
Dec 31, 2016 at 10:26 AM UTC
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You're a trophy, Bragging rights, A shot of servility, yet to be drunk A ship on some waves which I may command Poseidon inside them, Yet to be sunk. I remember you, don't I? We waltzed a little, stepped on each others' toes But we don't sound so good now, I'm confused to hear you speak, At least, at least I know you And at least I can chirp to you, Little tree, Rock solid face, without emojis or discipline Tell me more about yourself. What awaits me tonight What lurk in your mind? Foully feminine, dusky on broke wings And sprightly on toes of splintered wood. Cave in, fall down, and maybe I'll find you again, But up until now, I've only heard you selfishly and wikl never ztop doin so
The spelling mistakes at the end are deliberate, they're supposed to show mistaken attitudes which we cannot avoid, I hope that comes across somewhat :)
#sad#relationship#sweet#old#talk#song#sour
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Porto-graffiti
Dec 31, 2016
Dec 31, 2016 at 10:26 AM UTC
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