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Great does not describe the time that passes in between yesterday and eternity I speak like the pit of my stomach is molten rock Dripping and combining And all the while burning my insides I want so much to be able to But life is not made for people who want everything And give only to others Tragedy can strike the kind as well Your best friends can let you down Your mother can teach you wrong Need puts a hex on my loving parts Ghosts of winter wake words up If only creation would follow If only time, that heals all wounds, would heal me now And glue us back together with its hard luck paste But your voice will let you down

Mom used the laundry detergent your family would always get To wash my sheets And now I can't shake you Because you're wrapped around me as I sleep Like I'd wanted you to be And it breaks me to inhale And it heals me to recall That I had a one to love That I felt a thing at all With these sheets, these fibers Reweave my thoughts around the present Rewind to love I thought would last Give into living in the past Why'd you have to go and get so wise

It's hot where my head lays I have six windows and no glass I need to know if you're coming I need will you climb through the frame and let yourself collapse I love it when you collapse but the heat won't last It is white light breathing steam shut down arched pain scream solid water glass breaks where my head lays on the third floor three sills open but there is nothing to climb and heat is waking slipping down walking out of my bones I hone my hearing for the better let me shiver where goose bumps slither coat my largest organ and let a blind man read me crush me, leave me, I'll let you plant your seed

You're like some new kind of masochist Without the rope and wire You look for destruction, rip down my list So I call myself a liar You feed on crumbling episodes You thrive when whittling your hopes Following no man's moral codes You'd rather say life 's a hoax While you'd be an easy target A prime point for my blame I'd rather take on all of it Then let you dissolve till your lame You're not the person some describe You'll never quit confess it's true You shut out, the love that once flew inside Cut off, my insides brew I've bitter boiling hopeless dreams And only if you knew But I won't tell you will I 'Cause I'm not at

Give up my voice What's that to lose I look up at eyes instead of down at shoes Searching for friends among smoke-filled clouds Breathing out sweet loneliness Taking conversation in stride What's that to lose Only quiet consternation The bounty of self-preservation The psychology of those beside me to gain And only my voice to lose

Can't cram the pain With strangers weaving shadows in and out each wrinkle of my brain Good night I love you Goodbye I wore no mourning clothes Just a pair of sunglasses And all my favourite colors And a smile that wouldn't fool a fool I couldn't wait And needed to go work The strangers told me I was like a drug And they realized but choked to swallow When they wanted to ingest How much it really hurt And I didn't remember my dreams With cold unnerving psychos at my back And poison in the streams They feed this ocean here Drying by the seconds And all the ships are crewless The captain there was mutinied And the crew l

I want you to say we're looking at the same moon Even if the winds form: A chasm in the sky And time to wonder why we're still together When we're both getting better Thanks to universal plans >for you and me not us I want you to say we're burning from the same sun While I hear what shadows Could liberate my soul Free all the hours I stole From your dry lips and thick as leather fingertips I'd make time new again If strength untangled trust I want you to say we're aching from the same strings Though madness in hand and struggling in my own This clear and mental tone Reverberates still With earthly love on my window sill G

Tell me I'm mine While my cold white dress lays lifeless in the back of your mind Shudder to forget The winter days across the seams that haven't happened yet This shakes the day That flour skies can make the years that stay Not your idea Encroaching on the pleats no man has sewn Your hands believe but say they've never know That happening 's not left to chance And lucid dreams can't tell us where the drops will dance On earth mind just holds Cold porcelain and steam

Ebony juice drips down from a grapevine So I can taste the blood in wine And weakly(weekly) stand and smile again If only just to fall Palaces wide with rooms fade to straight lines So in this cogless liquid mind You'll let my ready hands remain Two last leaves of autumn Memories stuck to my spine with this tape here Grappling dazed, thinking, "that's all?" I never dare agree with myself Peels of the sky fall off like wallpaper The white malais someday will crawl And creep inside the thoughts you trained Exposing miles' true taste