When you open your mouth
I am pierced
by cupids bow
all through my core
I become a field
Of blooming poppies
When you open your mouth
My ears ring gentle
To every verse you sing to me
No orchestra can ever hope
to top your melodies
But when you open your mouth
You tell tale of another
that isn't me
and my chest concaves
My heart quiet
I was trapped in an illusion
How disgusting of me
Dec 20, 2018
Dec 20, 2018 at 12:48 PM UTC
When you open your mouth
I am pierced
by cupids bow
all through my core
I become a field
Of blooming poppies
When you open your mouth
My ears ring gentle
To every verse you sing to me
No orchestra can ever hope
to top your melodies
But when you open your mouth
You tell tale of another
that isn't me
and my chest concaves
My heart quiet
I was trapped in an illusion
How disgusting of me
Ahh I read it aloud too if any of you want to hear it read: https://vocaroo.com/i/s1oy4AgfJ2HC
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