so the notion of a fiery end put me to sleep again
nothing imploring
tragically boring
when heads hit pillows tonight it may be the last time
throw it away
I could be sadder I suppose
I should be shedding tears and spouting prose
one last time
Not much to say I wish I felt something more concrete
something where I could plant my feet and try to breathe
one last time
honestly there's nothing more
no revelation on this darkened shore
i can't sleep so what's the difference what's the use?
if you fell in love with me I couldn't fall in love with you
I know what you are thinking
I know you wish I wouldn't say
I know what you are thinking
I know you wish I wouldn't
be so blatant, indifferent
give me a reason not to say
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