its cheesy
this is so **** cheesy
but its true and whenever my eyes are closed i see your glowing teeth and skin
i used to envy how you were so **** alive

I hope you will know me as i am now
and forever see me dancing in this rain with you in shelter smiling high
and as i write you sleep deep in the nook of my arm
this is so broken we know
but lets ride this high as long as our parents cant see
and ill keep stealing all your kisses as long as you want me
i want to ride down this empty highway for as long as its illegal
because this is a rebellion only we know
you know i will never love you
but i love your scent and this feeling
i dont want to wake up tomorrow morning when we are sober and youve forgotten how it feels to high jive in the rain
so im going to stay up until dawn meets another empty day
i miss this already
why is happiness so fleeting

here to pray
here to remember days
who sought after peace in pain
what happened in a field of spiderweb croquet
when i was eating my words in company
where my own truth shines, gleaning
why only here, mind met meaning

return to who you are, as expression in essence
is a truth that nobody can ascertain

skin, the template in which i
                     fiddle and fix to my souls scent.
as malleable as the state in which i currently sit...



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depression* kicks and dilutes my perception of the
azure sky-which i can still see is beautiful,
although i cannot find it in me to cocoon, so i leer
i may never feel the true glow of sun to skin
or salt to tongue
so latch to my mouth and quaff at my lips
so i can feel the plastic heat of your metallic
kiss and breath you in
like a tasteless alcohol
because i am me and nothings meaningful.