I need to clean this slate
Whipe away the chalk trails of my mistakes
I need a clean slate
Chalk's never been so impossible to erase
It's there to stay
To send my mind to outerspace
Spelling out the things I did not say
Every word fits on this deafening chalk board
Spelling out the only words I chose to hoard
"I need you..."
My mind reads it like my lips have said it before
Aug 26, 2012
Aug 26, 2012 at 3:57 PM UTC
I need to clean this slate
Whipe away the chalk trails of my mistakes
I need a clean slate
Chalk's never been so impossible to erase
It's there to stay
To send my mind to outerspace
Spelling out the things I did not say
Every word fits on this deafening chalk board
Spelling out the only words I chose to hoard
"I need you..."
My mind reads it like my lips have said it before
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