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Beyond the city limits These lights swarm the sky Instead of the ground An orb it does form Squeezing everything inside Together, for better or for worse It's there where I see you again The buildings feel so far away now Only a room do we stay in Enclosed but not locked Let me sit on your bed for a moment to Inspect the condition of which your skull, hands, and spine are in Our eyes meet and suddenly I'm looking from the inside Out again While I'm staring so deliberately, I find a piece of me Lodged inside your ear, So deep it sleeps on the pillows of your pretty pink pipes That flush with the most vibrant of colors every night It stays quiet while you draw near unconsciousness Then when I say "goodnight" to you, Into midnight I soar away and try to break the walls around your mind just so I can whisper Goodmorning to you in your dreams The sunrise must be astonishing from this far away I wish, somehow, that I could stay Here alone with your warm gooey mind We would both cry while we watch blue transfuse into golden strands Over a wide, open, greenish space New skies arise from below our toes Dissolving the salted stars and igniting a crisp morning fire that Warms the pale skin off of your face and Engulfs the walls of this room with flames until All that's left is the stone-cold ground
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Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 1:32 AM UTC
In The Middle of Nowhere (With You)
Beyond the city limits These lights swarm the sky Instead of the ground An orb it does form Squeezing everything inside Together, for better or for worse It's there where I see you again The buildings feel so far away now Only a room do we stay in Enclosed but not locked Let me sit on your bed for a moment to Inspect the condition of which your skull, hands, and spine are in Our eyes meet and suddenly I'm looking from the inside Out again While I'm staring so deliberately, I find a piece of me Lodged inside your ear, So deep it sleeps on the pillows of your pretty pink pipes That flush with the most vibrant of colors every night It stays quiet while you draw near unconsciousness Then when I say "goodnight" to you, Into midnight I soar away and try to break the walls around your mind just so I can whisper Goodmorning to you in your dreams The sunrise must be astonishing from this far away I wish, somehow, that I could stay Here alone with your warm gooey mind We would both cry while we watch blue transfuse into golden strands Over a wide, open, greenish space New skies arise from below our toes Dissolving the salted stars and igniting a crisp morning fire that Warms the pale skin off of your face and Engulfs the walls of this room with flames until All that's left is the stone-cold ground
probably going to add more to this later.
jayebird
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Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 1:32 AM UTC
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