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Christine Jul 2010
My lungs forgets the proper rhythm for survival.
Instead I breathe in your fingers
And breathe out your tongue.
My heart forgets how to pump my blood
(Was that bumBUM, or beBEEbum?)
So you pump me instead.

My mind forgets how to think
And all that exists is you and me
And the rhythm we create.
J May 2021
You said take the violin that you hang on your wall
Stick it under your bed before it crumbles and falls
Just don't open your eyes before counting to ten
I can hardly remember, just the smell of your hands
As they danced on my body, running over my pores
With the force of steering wheel crushing my bones
I said you smell like the devil but you feel like the lord
And when i think of perfection you know i'm thinking of your
Voice when you tell me you don't call him your baby
Because that was the name that you rightfully gave me
And it's foolish to share with someone else
And my heart goes
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But you admit that you're lonely, you're as cold as a statue
Pleading '**** me' on the marble that was used to create you
I can't stand that you're talking when you shouldn't be living
I didn't dodge all your bullets i just denied that they hit me
So when my body is bleeding i won't admit that this hurts
Because admitting isn't fixing so then what is it worth
So to say you're unhappy is like saying you're sorry
Its nothing that i care to hear
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So, now the tears in your jeans are the holes in your armor
You're the thoughts that i feared, you're the mountain i've conquered
If i told you i loved you would you reach out and touch me
You taste like the ocean and your body's disgusting
The only reason you breathe is to sleep through the night
The only reason you speak is to tell me i'm fine
The only reason you breathe is to sleep through the night
The only reason you speak is to state that you're mine
And my heart goes *** *** *** *** ***
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song by Flatsound
Henry Akeru Apr 2019
I will Miss rejoices tiny voice echoing through the hall at Night
I will miss Lynda's Lean Zero fat body and Bulgy Cute eyes
Sharons BumBum bubbling Like Frost bubbles
i will miss;
Victoria's Bright Crystal eyes sparkling like polished Carbon.

I will miss my buddy, Duru our late-night sessions.
Rasaq attempting to toast all my girlfriends( Now you have 2)
I will miss  Peter's Eerie Quietness

I know am always crazy and sometimes very quiet.
My *** belly preaches the gospel of my Diet.
Yet our night memories I will never digest
#Friends at work doing Night shift shuffled.

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