I'll give you my fingers,
If I get your bones,
You can have my arms,
If I can take your skull.
You can take my heart, beating, from my chest,
I'll have yours in return,
If it isn't the best.
I'll give you my thoughts, wrapped up in saran,
If I can have your dreams,
The fastest in your clan.
It'll be a trade-off,
So easy you'll see,
So take me and I'll take you,
We'll fill in those empty spots,
That just won't do.
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 11:10 AM UTC
I'll give you my fingers,
If I get your bones,
You can have my arms,
If I can take your skull.
You can take my heart, beating, from my chest,
I'll have yours in return,
If it isn't the best.
I'll give you my thoughts, wrapped up in saran,
If I can have your dreams,
The fastest in your clan.
It'll be a trade-off,
So easy you'll see,
So take me and I'll take you,
We'll fill in those empty spots,
That just won't do.
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