Tuesday, May 8, 2012

you can wear me like your favourite dress,
I will never mind
You can give me everything you ever needed
then throw me to the side
... you can give me nothing and that
is all i will ever ask
You can kick me off like your painful heels
and leave me in the dark

your lips taste like warm tea
... and your words, they excite me, like true
caffeine
that skeleton so perfectly refined
and if you give me your organs, i'll hand you mine.
as the winter asks what we did all summer
well the truth is can't remember
what are you made of? sedatives and sleepers?
and tomorrow i am going to ask God..
please..can i keep her?

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