Flare dewlaps just twice at the birds
Not sure if I know that it works
)She'll come back to me)
Green anole you were kind to me

Head with a tilt to scan
Eyes on a ceiling fan
Await awake
You feel no shame

And by glass pane
Drafted theory of pain
I learned what hurts the most
God please dont be a ghost

//
All the pennies that got sent
Was it time well spent
I never knew
You like how I do

The last words that she spoke
Oh father I'm the joke
I share your pain
We don't eat the same

On a slowride fleeting
As eyes drip drip dry
God I beg you please
I need that same release

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Flock I hear soars by
I wonder if they cry
Like I do too
Clipped wings from me to you

Oh baby bird don't fly
Left me with a different kind of ghost
Not the one I need the most