Posts Tagged ‘secrets’

I don’t like the way you say my name. You’re always looking for someone to blame. Now, you want me to suffer just ’cause you was born wide. But we are best friends, right?

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You —
got my back
to push to the fire
everytime.

You —
got my trust
to let you
everytime.

You —
amuse me
when you leave me
as you watch
as you laugh by the sidelines
everytime.

You —
listen
to my sob stories
but minus the sob
I hear you yawn
everytime.

You —
drink
dance
snort
puff
share temporary bliss
to make me look stupid
to make you feel better
everytime.

You —
leave me
alone in my stupidity
(cause I’m *cool* with it)
everytime.

You —
secretly laugh
when I openly cry
secretly rejoice
when I openly fail
secretly cry
when I’m openly happy
secretly die
when I’m openly alive
secretly lie
when I’m openly open

secretly secretly —

everytime.

You —
and I
Hello
Goodbye.

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You look so good in the clothes of a poser
And when you smiled all the kids fell apart here
I know a place where it’s warm and it’s dry, dear
Let me take you there.

North of the river all the streets are the same. We can pretend that they don’t know our name. And the heat is turned all the way to full. So, don’t pretend that you don’t feel the pull.

I am trying to say

What I want to say

Without having to say . . .

You look so good in the shoes of an outcast. I kissed your throat every time they said it wouldn’t last.
But then I knew you, I knew you, I knew you.
I really knew you.

We fell apart in the parties of the empty heart
We danced the junkies in the shadows of bad modern art
We clicked our heels and we wished we were home
One more tab and your silk hits the chrome

I am trying to say

What I want to say

Without having to say . . .

Springs comes in when I’m rolling up another one. I draw the curtains in the glare of the same old sun.
We are collapsed in the act of just being here
Three blues, two greens and a beer.

I am trying to say

What I want to say

Without having to say

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YOU.