73; The Art Of Secrecy In Two's (They Dont Know What We Do)
12-14-16
You should know reality exists in all that I write,
And that death is close,
But cautious,
It wants me cornered,
But it's not aiming at me.
Take these halves
And broken teeth,
Missing backgrounds
And offenses,
Police records
And abandoned houses.
Conversation will grow like wildflowers
About how high life feels,
The stars will back us up
Like an instrumental,
And if we're making music with memories,
Play me like a chord,
Or a deck of cards-
Pick your poison.
On one hand, you lose the numb,
And on the other,
I'll be worth dollar bills.
Let's set our priorities here.
You can dip me into the swimming pools of your head
So I can stain the tiles with our blood.
Your smile smells of chlorine
And I'm drowning in the sadness
But the thing is,
With you around, I'm not drowning at all.
Wear you like a life jacket,
Until we play games,
Seeing who can hold their breath longer
And by the time you come up for air,
The place will be up in flames,
But you'd never tell them I did it,
Because you like the glow of destruction.
You like my capability.
If you stick around,
We can lie on mattresses
And words,
And I'll spark my eyes like a lighter.
Walk the ceilings with me,
Let's talk about the things they don't.
- (m.m)
Vibes
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