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Words fail her Why bother trying to pass off your offense as a good defense? he says, "Please don't treat me like a lawyer sweetie... there will be time for shouting matches." So he writes - last option. Keeps him cornered in The need for more stays pressing, but he can't force the pen For every blot of ink a word is lost... pierced skin/new melody and if these lines stay blank... they'll lead to no where She starves for attention he has hungry mouths to feed Dietary habits seen [to her] as born of apathy She starves for attention he has hungry mouths to feed Emaciated, both will dream of times they felt less empty Under his breath: "Like guests and presidents, his words were not welcome where they could not stay." Their arguments plotted concentric circles ending up bulls-eyes over his ribcage. He starves for attention she has hungry mouths to feed Dietary habits seen [to him] as born of apathy He starves for attention she has hungry mouths to feed Emaciated, both will dream of times they felt less empty I need to believe in these dripping organs sutured to my sleeves I want to scream with every dream [out loud] you'd never dare to breath Two-four.two-four, I can't breathe Two-four two-four. (I cannot breathe.) She starves for attention he has hungry mouths to feed Dietary habits seen [to her] as born of apathy She starves for attention he has hungry mouths to feed Emaciated, both will dream of times they felt less empty |