on this day, i write
tunes and voices coming in one ear
playing your message as i pause the music
playing the music as i leave your message
thought to resurge but a tough palm stood
to release the string from my opposite drum
attached is my depth from a pit, yelling
with you, we lost the bucket to save it
for this day i shut
so my fading code unbars
scripts i thought i'd never again crack
since my inclination to yours for me to be a part
from now and when i hear you
again will play the music that turns me than up
uncertain, but to neighbor by far is to keep you
from living in my lines
Jun 9, 2021
Jun 9, 2021 at 3:55 AM UTC
on this day, i write
tunes and voices coming in one ear
playing your message as i pause the music
playing the music as i leave your message
thought to resurge but a tough palm stood
to release the string from my opposite drum
attached is my depth from a pit, yelling
with you, we lost the bucket to save it
for this day i shut
so my fading code unbars
scripts i thought i'd never again crack
since my inclination to yours for me to be a part
from now and when i hear you
again will play the music that turns me than up
uncertain, but to neighbor by far is to keep you
from living in my lines
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