I have made reservations to say hello
But I am afraid to knock at open doors
The sequences of beyond
Are mutations of you!
I am thinking of you
Myself included
This borderline memory
Is a side effect of my addiction
In slow motion
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I flow
in the direction that she forgets to look
disappearing where she said good bye
and everything is late
Delayed is your image
and I want to look up
but its too late
Late for the embalmers
I promise next time I will learn to whistle
and wont disturb the dead and their graves
I will let you sleep
Just leave the door ajar
in case I am late
again
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My uncle says girls with long hair are luckily in love
and then comes territorial pissing
but I have stopped carrying umbrellas
cause in my dreams
rain is the venomous spit
of your tongue
I want your tongue the sharp knife
and with it, lie
I want your eye
mine are not enough to cry
I prefer to stay blind
I hope you dont have a thing
against second hand smoking
Second hand anything !
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