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My mouth's a myth magician, but my eyes can't tell lies, lie to me and tell me you believe me when I tell you I am fine... What am I supposed to tell you, what am I supposed to say? On the positive side, I didn't ache the same way, but on the negative, I'm sure I've lost you again, meaning that you losing me could be the beginning of you finding your meaning without me there; Okay, Friend? You may not gamble with my feelings, you may not place a bet on my love because I bet my love will go extinct if you do not water me. I don't want to be your playdate, I don't want you to ruin my mixtape, I want to keep my engine running, and my body fueled, my stomach can do without the abuse Because it has confused you for food and I can't eat, without thinking that I've mistaken you for a flower, and am now chewing on the thorns, I don't want to be your friend, I want to poke you inside and out, I want to cause goosebumps to crawl all over your skin, and I don't ever want to breathe you out, I want to breathe you in, right now, is that a sin? "There are other fish in the sea" but my fishing line goes straight through, never picking left or right, there are no other fish in sight... So I'll keep swimming, I'll leave you behind on the shore, and there you'll be safe, and faraway, I'll be okay. Okay, Friend?
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Aug 15, 2016
Aug 15, 2016 at 9:08 AM UTC
Okay, Friend?
My mouth's a myth magician, but my eyes can't tell lies, lie to me and tell me you believe me when I tell you I am fine... What am I supposed to tell you, what am I supposed to say? On the positive side, I didn't ache the same way, but on the negative, I'm sure I've lost you again, meaning that you losing me could be the beginning of you finding your meaning without me there; Okay, Friend? You may not gamble with my feelings, you may not place a bet on my love because I bet my love will go extinct if you do not water me. I don't want to be your playdate, I don't want you to ruin my mixtape, I want to keep my engine running, and my body fueled, my stomach can do without the abuse Because it has confused you for food and I can't eat, without thinking that I've mistaken you for a flower, and am now chewing on the thorns, I don't want to be your friend, I want to poke you inside and out, I want to cause goosebumps to crawl all over your skin, and I don't ever want to breathe you out, I want to breathe you in, right now, is that a sin? "There are other fish in the sea" but my fishing line goes straight through, never picking left or right, there are no other fish in sight... So I'll keep swimming, I'll leave you behind on the shore, and there you'll be safe, and faraway, I'll be okay. Okay, Friend?
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Aug 15, 2016
Aug 15, 2016 at 9:08 AM UTC
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