things
this little iceberg
so submerged, just
skimming the surface with my
brain-bits. I'm
there and I
don't want to
rise out
I melt into songs, people,
substances, moments
so submerged, just
skimming the surface with my
brain-bits. I'm
there and I
don't want to
rise out
I melt into songs, people,
substances, moments
and once I'm on the floor
I'll never stand back upright
if someone doesn't
if someone doesn't
freeze me fast
though I'd rather be liquid
and slither around
- you just can't allow it
because I'll forget what I am.
though I'd rather be liquid
and slither around
- you just can't allow it
because I'll forget what I am.
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