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May 2015
Spit the food into my mouth so I can swallow
Leave a billow of smoke rings for my pillow
Let me hibernate under the unforgiving sun
Let me be a simple person in my next incarnation

As we light our cigarettes, let's make a pact
To be the duet that no one can forget
You can promise me fairy-tales, butterflies and moonbeams
I can promise you to be no one else but me

Eat the mosquito's eggs so I can swim in the pond
Leave me alone when I have headphones on
Let me pollinate my mind whenever I want
Let me be a secret, open book- like the chosen one

As we toast to the big empty sky
To be a surprise of only the good kind
You can promise to love me even when I'm a train-wreck
I can write you songs that give a pleasant tingling to your neck
Lucy Tonic
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