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Just Sitting Outside

just sitting outside chewing on this gum till i cramp up the stress of going through it with you is making me drown in my own flatulence i can barely walk, and i feel myself sinking without the help of feeling then the tears come i collapse gracelessly, and then the fears come every catalog in the library of me contains information that is unmarked here i am with a million footprints all over until an adequate description of tattoo tattletale love was supposed flow flawlessly in flamboyant flight love was supposed to be the epitome of fascinating free fall however love has left me....just sitting outside out goes the man, and in comes the boy who cries when he does not get his way i sit indian style on the damp grass like i am playing duck duck goose i do not know if i will ever stand up again you see, i was standing at my most erect when you were here as wood to the fireplace of my life however here i am like repetitive clockwork....just sitting outside pretending your butt is strategically warming a particular area acting as a sleep aid the pain of going through it makes me want to put my hand on your heart and stomp you to the ground however i walk away from this unnecessary scenario in my head instead i pick myself up off of this damp grass and drag my pathetic self....back to you.... when i get back home i find you sulking with another dose of smeared makeup teardrop coffee....just sitting around

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