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If the world was a child I'd make it sit in the corner And think about its wicked ways If love was corporeal I'd sew it to my side And bind it forever to me If the Mississippi ran drunk with whiskey I'd become a steamship captain I'd become a riverboat queen If my father was a rock He'd be an impossible Immovable monument To sweet sweat and mulish heads If my blood was honey I'd bake off little pieces of my body And feed it to the men I meet If fear was an end table I would throw out all my coasters Leaving stained bare wood behind If relationships were chemicals I would mix them into medicines And always label them properly If my sister was a dragon She'd blow glass from sand With every breath If the mountains breathed like human beings I'd climb inside their inhales And never come out again If my mother was water She'd flow wild and abandoned Weaving canyons in her path If my bed was a time machine I'd go back to my first kiss And just keep swimming If I was a wolf I would howl and howl and howl Until I drowned out everything else Saying take and eat take and drink do this in remembrance of me
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Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 6:10 PM UTC
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If the world was a child I'd make it sit in the corner And think about its wicked ways If love was corporeal I'd sew it to my side And bind it forever to me If the Mississippi ran drunk with whiskey I'd become a steamship captain I'd become a riverboat queen If my father was a rock He'd be an impossible Immovable monument To sweet sweat and mulish heads If my blood was honey I'd bake off little pieces of my body And feed it to the men I meet If fear was an end table I would throw out all my coasters Leaving stained bare wood behind If relationships were chemicals I would mix them into medicines And always label them properly If my sister was a dragon She'd blow glass from sand With every breath If the mountains breathed like human beings I'd climb inside their inhales And never come out again If my mother was water She'd flow wild and abandoned Weaving canyons in her path If my bed was a time machine I'd go back to my first kiss And just keep swimming If I was a wolf I would howl and howl and howl Until I drowned out everything else Saying take and eat take and drink do this in remembrance of me
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Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 6:10 PM UTC
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