I dyed my hair. Her hair like fire. The cd was the color. I painted your nails that time. My hair bleeds in the shower. I feel nothing but open. I feel nothing but high. I am not under the influence of anything. Besides a few songs. Maybe if you knew the words to the one. About tornados and love. You would know this.
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I dyed my hair. Her hair like fire. The cd was the color. I painted your nails that time. My hair bleeds in the shower. I feel nothing but open. I feel nothing but high. I am not under the influence of anything. Besides a few songs. Maybe if you knew the words to the one. About tornados and love. You would know this.
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I snuck into your room. Kissed your bare back. I meant all the words said. Mostly the ones that make you nervous. I am more at home in your bed. Than 19 years in my skin. But a bed cant be lived in. We both have places to go. The magic doesnt fade. With the windows open. You cant blow out your smoke. Theres smoke in front of my face. I trace your long fingers and tell you. Of every boy who has been where youve been. I burned up all of them. Now the only one burning is me. Naked next to you.
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I left two pairs of earrings. On your window sill. And a hair clip. Maybe when i'm not there. You won't forget i ever was. I left a pair of shoes in your car. For over a month. I wore them once and remembered. I cannot walk in heels. They are lost somewhere. In the clothes mountains of my room. Or under the piles of paper. And half drank water bottles. That i can't ever seem to remember.
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If i love you and you arent in the room. Do you feel it. Is it like that tree in the forest. I think someone would hear it. Or maybe someone would be asleep. Then jerk awake and sense that it happened. I feel lonely for those trees. And for deer i see in the middle of the highway. At night sometimes i wake up. I look out my window. We look at the same moon. I love you then but you arent in the room. I think you feel it in your sleep and do not know.
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My eyelashes form nerve endings. When your eyes touch me. Blue gray they change. Hands that are girl soft. But fingers so long. I am the only instrument. You learned to play. My music got us caught. I bite down to skip my record. Bodies on your bed. On other peoples mattresses. One night on a broken road. I left behind kneeprints. Crescent shaped scars are the only proof. You taste green and warm. In the hot air we yawn. I walk on tip toes to reach every part.
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I went to a funeral. Of someone i didnt know well. It made me sad for the people. I do know well who will be gone someday. And sometimes i sit very still. And imagine what it'd be like without certain people. I see myself at funerals. I try to calculate the exact number of tears. I would shed at each one. I do not think this is healthy. I need more hobbies. My dreams are affected in a negative way. When you sleep sometimes i think. One day neither one of us will be here. I cannot grasp the concept.
seven ways to tell
I dyed my hair. Her hair like fire. The cd was the color. I painted your nails that time. My hair bleeds in the shower. I feel nothing but open. I feel nothing but high. I am not under the influence of anything. Besides a few songs. Maybe if you knew the words to the one. About tornados and love. You would know this.
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