You know where to find me

I’m close

Close enough to forget

The taste of your lips

So let me finish it

Once I take care of this

Feeling that is left

That we could have been

Something read in the script

lessons that when

Told to less fortunate

Butterflies would make some faint

I wish things were simple

But i cant sit and wait

For life to change

I will go stale

Before i become hate

So you can join

Or have the taste

Of your sadness

Stained on teeth

For the rest of your days

All the faces

That i meet

Are on stage

Im in the seat

I have changed

So have we

Since the time

Has yet to flee

When could this

Not yet be

Just a kiss

Of interdependence

Crush the bulb

Lets just see

That i am you

And you are me

They still hold

That we are free

Automated livingstead

Invented thinking


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