black surrounds
still for you
six months
april fools?
never thought days would end
never thought it’d take…
this long to mend
shake my demons
give me reasons
i play, never asked for treason
i learn, i lay
i cry, asking for another day
satan loves pain
and wholehearted dismay
playing the field
as you hold your shield
lock my wheels
just trying to deal
seal in the ocean
longing to be
all the words i said in rotation
all the words we played in motion
you’ll never see
all the things you’ve done
your mind can’t stand
when someone other than you
might be at the edge
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