Never listened to my song
Didn't crawl into that hole behind my head
Ran from her voice disguised
Left the stitch unkempt
Timed the meltdown
Gave an artery in love
Transformed a beetle to a lovely
Shook her foundation
Built me a bridge in return
Wondered at grass
Surrounded the height of hate
Died to truth
Kept a pocket of plaid
Loved exquisite of syllables
Ate pistachios
Forgot to walk a mile
Believed in wet water
Sat in cups of decaf tea
Dealt in glass onions
Wrote on the wall
Should have used fabric softener
Caught notes by the tail
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