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suffering to be my muse falling down when there’s so much to do I’m happy with your ocean view It’s ok to watch but not to do long to bathe long to bathe but crave the sweet upon your skin paper mache darts won’t pierce the skin you say bruises they’ll go away and I’ll get over you appreciate my biased view let your incense burn and fill the room all over me now it’s on you spread the honey now it’s possible leave it all reach for more but crave the dirt between your toes and if I was the tide then, you would be the monn the ace that I was hiding - I would give to you I know you would rewrite it - given half the chance but none of these things matter on a good day |