Class arrives with barefeet. the wind from her cartwheels leaves everyones hair unneat.
Voice shrill from the one and only thrill.
My friends surround themselves with reverberating hills.
Letting out the wild while the wilderness stays in.
Bang yo head, I lay out-spread. to sew up again this boundless book with the same ol' thread.
Will they leave? I feel the vacancy in heaps. of sugar, the ants will be patient long enough to evaporate into salty tears.
Embellishing plastic to your leather.
A soft cloud in strengthening weather.
Sounds appeal but the words just steal from treasured ears.
Heat rises, viens pulse, sigh. Smoke, no longer high.
I slept in your bed, feet restless next to your purring head.
Comedown, wound up, A joker's box of sincere loud.
For a deft crowd.
A habitat that leaves the moment you arrive. sprawling with deadly style and breaking the ground with each mile.
Exposing yourself only by closing doors.
Let him dance, feeling guilt like a dirty hound.
The darkness wants your love, it will fly with you in the night and follow you till your alone enough to love yourself.
White blossom you spoke to as a child, the only one in the world who was just like you. shaking with each heavy drop of all else.
You were innocent together, the scents of history, a sense of knowing the mystery.
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