quit playing games so we can die together
we were so meant to be - i still think to myself
if i am to cough up some "flowers" they will be sea feathers
cause only thing from side of yours to meet me was ice shelf
i'm still enveloped by the waves of sadness
though the desire is to be enveloped and embraced
with broken brush of mine i'm filling all the canvas
while trying hardly not to lay my life to waste
i am denying all the past and future, cause the present
has just become the thing which means to me the most
although i have your love of the amount of money owned by peasant
i still am overwhelmed, head over heels, obsessed with you... in you i am engrossed
20200926
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