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If I could say one last thing you'd know I was different You’d see these walls as something else You’d see the holes for footing The scars on my shoulders From the grappling hooks I’ve shaken It’s a reflex I’d like to reset If I could I’d rip the seesaw from my spine Break the balance in the fulcrum of my chest So when you jump away I don’t fall from you Call me swing set Give my arms monkey bar bravery So I can shimmy close enough for you to see I want you here I won’t try and nock you off I am done playing chicken I am done playing chicken Foot on the gas pedal beggin god I run you off the road Again This path I am on Is lonely I know this I want to tell you I love you When I know you won’t say it back If you could Shake the dust from your knees After my walls reflexed a shiver In your embrace so hard You fell to the floor If you stuck around long enough You’d see All the cotton I swallowed So when I heard you leaving You wouldn’t hear me say Stay If I could say one last thing You’d know I was different Was better Might be ready With enough patience Please stay
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Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 6:51 PM UTC
A Playground Apology From a Childish Man (FLP)
If I could say one last thing you'd know I was different You’d see these walls as something else You’d see the holes for footing The scars on my shoulders From the grappling hooks I’ve shaken It’s a reflex I’d like to reset If I could I’d rip the seesaw from my spine Break the balance in the fulcrum of my chest So when you jump away I don’t fall from you Call me swing set Give my arms monkey bar bravery So I can shimmy close enough for you to see I want you here I won’t try and nock you off I am done playing chicken I am done playing chicken Foot on the gas pedal beggin god I run you off the road Again This path I am on Is lonely I know this I want to tell you I love you When I know you won’t say it back If you could Shake the dust from your knees After my walls reflexed a shiver In your embrace so hard You fell to the floor If you stuck around long enough You’d see All the cotton I swallowed So when I heard you leaving You wouldn’t hear me say Stay If I could say one last thing You’d know I was different Was better Might be ready With enough patience Please stay
First line donated by Nicole (Lady) Adams
jon-tobias
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Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 6:51 PM UTC
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