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Are you honest? Are you fair? Are you looking for the things I am, or just here to compare? Because the waters just will never calm or boil over Until you recite the words I am expecting "I'm sorry I just didn't feel the Spark I didn't think you would compare so much to A shark Lovely upon first glance but then I spotted the blood dripping from your mouth And the jagged scars on your dorsal fin." Yeah, this is the usual routine Because I am addicted to a fantasy Where in one dimension You might have grabbed me And asked me what it was in the world That made my skin crawl And what color my sunsets are But expectations are like children with balloons see We inflate them so much but wonder why when we rubbed them against the concrete they would combust
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May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 4:10 PM UTC
I'm sitting on a boat writing this poem overthinking just as much as I usually do
Are you honest? Are you fair? Are you looking for the things I am, or just here to compare? Because the waters just will never calm or boil over Until you recite the words I am expecting "I'm sorry I just didn't feel the Spark I didn't think you would compare so much to A shark Lovely upon first glance but then I spotted the blood dripping from your mouth And the jagged scars on your dorsal fin." Yeah, this is the usual routine Because I am addicted to a fantasy Where in one dimension You might have grabbed me And asked me what it was in the world That made my skin crawl And what color my sunsets are But expectations are like children with balloons see We inflate them so much but wonder why when we rubbed them against the concrete they would combust
Badwolfe
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Badwolfe
May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 4:10 PM UTC
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