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How can you ask a man Who loves you, About the man you love? If I was lesser than I may play pretend and spin a thread That pulls you closer to the center of my web. But, My love is a field of a thousand faceless corpses. Each one a time when I swallowed pride, and Gave you my mouth So you could smile wide. Little Lady, Can you not see this calm bravado Relies solely On my never-blinking eyes. For even a wink would have this city sink Beneath This grief I trap in ink. You woke up and only met the sun today Because, In the dead of night I cupped your pain, and Drank your inclement weather like bottled rain.
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Oct 3, 2021
Oct 3, 2021 at 8:29 PM UTC
Bottled Rain
How can you ask a man Who loves you, About the man you love? If I was lesser than I may play pretend and spin a thread That pulls you closer to the center of my web. But, My love is a field of a thousand faceless corpses. Each one a time when I swallowed pride, and Gave you my mouth So you could smile wide. Little Lady, Can you not see this calm bravado Relies solely On my never-blinking eyes. For even a wink would have this city sink Beneath This grief I trap in ink. You woke up and only met the sun today Because, In the dead of night I cupped your pain, and Drank your inclement weather like bottled rain.
Why me? You ask the man you once loved, about the man you now love. Caught in a paradox.
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Lightzout99
28/M/NYC
Oct 3, 2021
Oct 3, 2021 at 8:29 PM UTC
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