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Let me take a page out of the book that gave you every look you passed me when I went about my life the way that I was taught If you had only gone as far as lit my cigarette and smiled I would have given up the world for you and your trials When you find your rhythm let me know, but I feel that you were never searching for truths not in your bestseller book I’m sitting here still waiting for a turn to speak, but you’ve stuffed your ears with amnesia of history; it makes you free I’m here looking at the sky; it’s my way to feel free for a bit of time, and it doesn’t hurt anyone, unlike yours We were never in line, and it’s all fine, until you cup my mouth with all the force you gained from never having to think twice Now let me take a lie out of your book and make it choke on all the tears that could have drowned your pages and made you realize Shy and soft-spoken though I might be, there are ways to talk without speaking a single word and it’s worth a thousand photographs
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Jun 23, 2019
Jun 23, 2019 at 4:44 PM UTC
A Page and a Lie
Let me take a page out of the book that gave you every look you passed me when I went about my life the way that I was taught If you had only gone as far as lit my cigarette and smiled I would have given up the world for you and your trials When you find your rhythm let me know, but I feel that you were never searching for truths not in your bestseller book I’m sitting here still waiting for a turn to speak, but you’ve stuffed your ears with amnesia of history; it makes you free I’m here looking at the sky; it’s my way to feel free for a bit of time, and it doesn’t hurt anyone, unlike yours We were never in line, and it’s all fine, until you cup my mouth with all the force you gained from never having to think twice Now let me take a lie out of your book and make it choke on all the tears that could have drowned your pages and made you realize Shy and soft-spoken though I might be, there are ways to talk without speaking a single word and it’s worth a thousand photographs
ahnafislam
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22/M/new york city
Jun 23, 2019
Jun 23, 2019 at 4:44 PM UTC
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