lost in the eyes of you
will you repent, from all the things tossed my way
all those scars, from words that you’ve made,
will you repent, from all that binds me
all the hope, lost in the eyes of you,
a weak moment of my affliction
I really didn’t mean to sound so rude,
one night only is a night too many
when your heart is bruised and beaten,
you see, I’m learning to write a little smaller
so I can fit just a bit more of me on the page,
its like a psychological comedy that induces tears
the sadness perks up just to breakdown again,
your foam rubber world where I lay my head
wont shake me, it cushions my fall,
though, it doesn’t stop the trips, alone in its memory
weightless for a time,
I feel like we’re lost in a place we both know
in the grip of a strange germination,
we will both become vines wrapped around our hearts
complaining we do then don’t wish for emancipation,
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