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lostand in between he asks for my hand how my silence seemed to bleed in his hands in between the nooks and crevices how everything seemed to be a lost silencelost


Sour Notessour notesSour Notes
like a lemon drop
in my chicken soup,
it tasting a whole lot
different. sweet is not
bitter and sour
but like a new shoe
wanting it to fit
a whole size smaller


Rhythmscan't control anyoneRhythms
just go with the flow it's all a
fluid motion and you dance a tune of silent cymbals and drumming and the rhythm gets to you and the ryhtm gets to you.
you sing a happy song drinking a shot of vodka or maybe half-a-bottle of gin mixed and swishing swirling in bubblegum flavored glasses and so I'm happy so are you.
coz the rhythm gets to you
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