Wednesday, July 22, 2009

raft of like

sometimes it becomes oh so clear that your delusional kisses come from the clouds of like you suffocate me with on a momentary basis...what stops your reactions in real life when all i want is a little piece of you that's all of me? my eyes give me away each second and you ignore all my signs, my friend, but i don't want you to be clueless forevermore. i'm standing on the riverbanks, alone, and there are you are, floating on your raft of clouds. oh, my, i fear i'll crush you while i crush on you. why must you suffocate me with your like?

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