You’ve made me
into someone
Who should not hold
a loaded gun
And now you sit
upon my chest
Knock out my wind,
knock out my best
And so long to
no disasters
and mornings too
And so long to
ever afters
so long
to you
I am soft
for only you
Impale me with
your tongue, it’s true
And slices of
me piled sky high
The same old me
to the naked eye
But I can’t find
myself tonight
And so long to
no disasters
and mornings too
And so long to
ever afters
so long
to you
And so long to
no disasters
and mornings too
And so long to
ever afters
so long…
to you
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