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You need to pay a sin tax for the way you talk smack, calling me your property your syntax is making me over. the. hill. I’m heels over head with you making me crazy the way that you speak your diction’s too weak. “you’re so nice” how boring, I choose more elegant words to describe your glory I could write a five-page double-spaced essay about you and get accepted to your ivy league I could wrap my arms around you like ivy on stone hang you up to dry on the clothesline til you answer the telephone I could cling to you like static on your sweater you better not flick.me.off. Hell, my poetry ain’t free it’s about as free as slaves I have confines, rules bats in caves It costs me thoughts and time and frustration costs me more than just greenbacks and a vacaction. you need to pay up talk isn’t cheap your words cost you attention even if my love don’t cost a thing I train you like a golden retriever you retrieve my orders like a wide receiver my language is figurative but your actions are derivative you’re confusing me like trigonometry love triangles are not my thing. our l θve i ∫ a sin(x) cos we go  off on tangents and don’t know where to begin first we’re infatuated then we’re done next we’re inebriated then we have some fun happens so fast then we come together at last This rollercoaster of emotion has me puking again I’m trying to calculate this algorithm in my head. its so complicated I’ll need something else instead. in this kaleidoscope I see many sides of you and me I spin it round to try to understand all I see is a blur of colors even when I hold your hand. I wish I could see the thoughts you hide from me I want to understand you’re radioactive your face is glowing even in pitch black your smile is showing but, I never get to see your eyes make me crazy hazy they trip me up and pull me down periodically, you’re in your element and everything clicks then we stick and the chemistry’s quick but then you open your mouth garbage spurts out I think it’s about time I take you out
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Oct 7, 2011
Oct 7, 2011 at 2:06 PM UTC
Syn-tax
You need to pay a sin tax for the way you talk smack, calling me your property your syntax is making me over. the. hill. I’m heels over head with you making me crazy the way that you speak your diction’s too weak. “you’re so nice” how boring, I choose more elegant words to describe your glory I could write a five-page double-spaced essay about you and get accepted to your ivy league I could wrap my arms around you like ivy on stone hang you up to dry on the clothesline til you answer the telephone I could cling to you like static on your sweater you better not flick.me.off. Hell, my poetry ain’t free it’s about as free as slaves I have confines, rules bats in caves It costs me thoughts and time and frustration costs me more than just greenbacks and a vacaction. you need to pay up talk isn’t cheap your words cost you attention even if my love don’t cost a thing I train you like a golden retriever you retrieve my orders like a wide receiver my language is figurative but your actions are derivative you’re confusing me like trigonometry love triangles are not my thing. our l θve i ∫ a sin(x) cos we go  off on tangents and don’t know where to begin first we’re infatuated then we’re done next we’re inebriated then we have some fun happens so fast then we come together at last This rollercoaster of emotion has me puking again I’m trying to calculate this algorithm in my head. its so complicated I’ll need something else instead. in this kaleidoscope I see many sides of you and me I spin it round to try to understand all I see is a blur of colors even when I hold your hand. I wish I could see the thoughts you hide from me I want to understand you’re radioactive your face is glowing even in pitch black your smile is showing but, I never get to see your eyes make me crazy hazy they trip me up and pull me down periodically, you’re in your element and everything clicks then we stick and the chemistry’s quick but then you open your mouth garbage spurts out I think it’s about time I take you out
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Oct 7, 2011
Oct 7, 2011 at 2:06 PM UTC
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