You Were Not the One I Would Become a Tree With
my thigh is left on the front
exposed to the silence
of unattainable wave
that ocean will keep another harbor wanted
your ocean
a deep lair
where all my thoughts become unsound
you left me in the front
hoping that sand will build a levee
above which my strength won't be able to envisage
prints of your leaving feet
my strength endangered your lust
that led us in a path
which sum us to zero
you left me in a dry
and kept coming like a flood
sealing my pharynx with your mud
so I couldn't even consider to breath
but my lips have taken over all that load
why isn't he calling
there is no message
maybe he's working
or he went to see that accidentally happened child
he must be in a bad mood
tired
there's no message
no message
none
he's out there drinking with his friends
or attending some hidden rave so he can peacefully float in unicorn's rainbow
where he'll find a new ride
free ride
you're ignoring my message
like
that will put shackles around my neck
and I keep staring in that screen
keeping my neck free
lips are sealed
but the neck is free
oh my fuc**ng god
I'm becoming your mother
breath
just breath
remember the lips under all that weight
remember the ocean
he covered your face with an opened palm
sterilized all your emotions
dried out your thighs
and cleaned your chest
in the end, you won't even remember the taste of his heart
but you've tasted his heart
it had a taste of
I know you
I see you
just don't know if I can bare you
I've tasted your heart
it can't be love
is it?
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