If one is one
And two is four
Do daylight flies
Eat the dusk pies?
Share their lore
Just for some fun?
What could a story be
If language was a buzz
Like this tongue we speak
A kiss from lip to cheek
A tale of what once was
The love of he and she
Romance veiling boredom
Happy lives in smiles missed
They passed by slowly
With necro-eyes wide and owly
Getting high on to-do-lists
Pretty people say hey and um
Then death makes it's round
He melts our heads together
Into a lasting human regret
Haunts where lovers met
Leaving nothing but rainy weather
In hellish ends and heaven frowns
Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 10:52 AM UTC
If one is one
And two is four
Do daylight flies
Eat the dusk pies?
Share their lore
Just for some fun?
What could a story be
If language was a buzz
Like this tongue we speak
A kiss from lip to cheek
A tale of what once was
The love of he and she
Romance veiling boredom
Happy lives in smiles missed
They passed by slowly
With necro-eyes wide and owly
Getting high on to-do-lists
Pretty people say hey and um
Then death makes it's round
He melts our heads together
Into a lasting human regret
Haunts where lovers met
Leaving nothing but rainy weather
In hellish ends and heaven frowns
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