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*“I love you like the moon.”          “I’d do anything to see that smile.”                       “I’m standing on a roof                and the tingle of the edge                           reminds me of you..”                  “Anything, anything for those eyes.”*             “Do you want the gifts I have for you?         Nope, I just want you.                  Kay, I’ll wear a bow.          I’ll wear a bow too..”                               too,                too, too,   girdled,        packed up,    ensnared, stacked, ****** up -          All fickle,    molded, folded            to the point where the paper          starts to tear,                         “One day, we’ll get married.” Cold,     recycled feelings    and you still don’t care? Care enough to play nice    with the frail beast           at your feet,   the silent song whisking    the oil                  and          water   into grey -            “A fantasy –that’s what you are to me..” Vacuous games     you still like to play -    as if       I were a fool, too,                      like him –        or a fool, too,                                like you -   not to see how bad you are,              how sad you are,            lonesome,          aching baritone      deceiving a different home        with the loudness still in your lap,        ended with that slap,         started, again, with that stare,       that glare into a promise,           a dream worth more while         than a bed full of loveless tricks              and a jealous heart                 rung out,         back in the back,            where the bees feast                 on all the hot meat             swallowed,       inhaled by your salty appetite                               for sadness,                                  contrived madness,               again,               again,               a_grain?,               again,               a_gain?,               again,               a_pain -                   **** ungird me from this swaddling love cocoon,                      unshackle me,                          untie me from this camouflaging lie,                                        unwind me,                                     unbind me,               don’t blanket me with all                you think I want to hear…         if you don’t want me -              let me love another               “..almost like it gives you joy crushing me so hard -                    all I’ve done is love you.”
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Nov 14, 2011
Nov 14, 2011 at 10:12 PM UTC
Players Only Love You
*“I love you like the moon.”          “I’d do anything to see that smile.”                       “I’m standing on a roof                and the tingle of the edge                           reminds me of you..”                  “Anything, anything for those eyes.”*             “Do you want the gifts I have for you?         Nope, I just want you.                  Kay, I’ll wear a bow.          I’ll wear a bow too..”                               too,                too, too,   girdled,        packed up,    ensnared, stacked, ****** up -          All fickle,    molded, folded            to the point where the paper          starts to tear,                         “One day, we’ll get married.” Cold,     recycled feelings    and you still don’t care? Care enough to play nice    with the frail beast           at your feet,   the silent song whisking    the oil                  and          water   into grey -            “A fantasy –that’s what you are to me..” Vacuous games     you still like to play -    as if       I were a fool, too,                      like him –        or a fool, too,                                like you -   not to see how bad you are,              how sad you are,            lonesome,          aching baritone      deceiving a different home        with the loudness still in your lap,        ended with that slap,         started, again, with that stare,       that glare into a promise,           a dream worth more while         than a bed full of loveless tricks              and a jealous heart                 rung out,         back in the back,            where the bees feast                 on all the hot meat             swallowed,       inhaled by your salty appetite                               for sadness,                                  contrived madness,               again,               again,               a_grain?,               again,               a_gain?,               again,               a_pain -                   **** ungird me from this swaddling love cocoon,                      unshackle me,                          untie me from this camouflaging lie,                                        unwind me,                                     unbind me,               don’t blanket me with all                you think I want to hear…         if you don’t want me -              let me love another               “..almost like it gives you joy crushing me so hard -                    all I’ve done is love you.”
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Nov 14, 2011
Nov 14, 2011 at 10:12 PM UTC
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