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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Things I’m scared of the dark I’m scared of all the things I’ve said to you I’m like a scared lark, Running into you and things of that nature…am I full of rue? I feel like I’ve said too much I feel like I’ve craved for your touch For so long ago…for so long ago… Things and everything fall out of view though And things of that nature — reap what you sow I’m ricocheting and now (I’m ricocheting in the now) My eyes are spiralling around the place Things have made me sick and tired anyhow (somehow) I came in and broke you down in disgrace Swung like a blazing, grazing and bramazing ball of blameless flame Voices in my head, saying things that hurt me so much Voices of utter dread, eating me alive with every touch Every touch of things that I don’t want to mention Every touch of things that give me apprehension Swung like a blazing, grazing and bramazing thing of silent shame I’m like a bewildered bird, Released into the ark of darkness and liberty shines on until it makes me blind It’s so darn absurd (and I heard) You don’t care about the things I talk about anymore (it dawned upon my mind) Did it dawn upon you That we used to live in rue? I feel like I’ve said too much I feel like I’ve craved for your touch For so long ago…for so long ago… Things and everything fall out of view though And things of that nature — reap what you sow I’m ricocheting and now (I’m ricocheting in the now) My eyes are spiralling around the place Things have made me sick and tired anyhow (somehow) I came in and broke you down in disgrace Swung like a blazing, grazing and bramazing ball of blameless flame Voices in my head, saying things that hurt me so much Voices of utter dread, eating me alive with every touch Every touch of things that I don’t want to mention Every touch of things that give me apprehension Swung like a blazing, grazing and bramazing thing of silent shame Don’t you ever feel like you’re doing things wrong? Don’t you feel in the wrong? (I want to belong) Don’t you feel like you’re trying too hard to write a perfect song? Isn’t it hard to write a perfect song? Won’t you understand that you’re imperfect in your pain? (All else is down the drain) Can’t you understand that I’m a struggling bard that’s so insane? I feel like I’ve said too much I feel like I’ve craved for your touch For so long ago…for so long ago… Things and everything fall out of view though And things of that nature — am I going to reap what I sow? I’m ricocheting and now (I’m ricocheting in the now) My eyes are spiralling around the place Things have made me sick and tired anyhow (somehow) I came in and broke you down in disgrace Swung like a blazing, grazing and bramazing ball of blameless flame Voices in my head, saying things that hurt me so much Voices of utter dread, eating me alive with every touch Every touch of things that I don’t want to mention Every touch of things that give me apprehension Swung like a blazing, grazing and bramazing thing of silent shame Acceptance is what I need at this frame of time and I need my space honestly It’s not a crime to love you unconditionally (sometimes, we must fall to be together again) Dangerous adventures is what I want with you and I crave you like weed, baby It’s not a crime to love you and things of that nature times ten (can’t wait to free you joyously) I feel like I’ve said too much I feel like I’ve craved for your touch For so long ago…for so long ago… Things and everything fall out of view though We need to reap what we sow, although we are in this wretched world together and things of that nature — so much woe…woe wow… I’m ricocheting and now (I’m ricocheting in the now) My eyes are spiralling around the place Things have made me sick and tired anyhow (somehow) I came in and broke you down in disgrace Swung like a blazing, grazing and bramazing ball of blameless flame Voices in my head, saying things that hurt me so much Voices of utter dread, eating me alive with every touch Every touch of things that I don’t want to mention Every touch of things that give me apprehension Swung like a blazing, grazing and bramazing thing of silent shame And things of that nature And things that make us more mature and adequate I must endure and find a cure I need to quit loving you exquisitely and act legitimate
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