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Notice
Notice
You should notice,
This gag of lull,
When you utter sermons,
How others, fill your means,
Patronizing your sprite critic.
Air is fumes, and reek,
Elapsed intimacy,
Scarlet waving it,
In my direction,
Hands on your wheel,
Take me out tonight,
Drive me out of this tight.
You do, annoyed notice,
My jitter-manic,
My entertaining relish,
Thrills you bitter,this day
As repeating eyes rotate.
But silence is your full-mouthed gale,
Closed shut soupier,
But in brown eyes,
Expectation of my waking up,
To a better you.
Take me out tonight,
Drive me out of this tight,
Even with out you.
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