and these signs, they're all blank
like the checks i must sign, here
take my life
take my friends, take my brain
it's like being forced to burn my throat
with all your stomach acid
i've got no pensieve and i
i can't remember all your minds
and i'm failing forty subjects just to stay in line
and i
i can't write poetry when i'm sad
because what i want i never get
and half of me wants to let you go
because the other half is scared
so it comes out like this
1 comment:
this is a) very obviously blake-inspired b) disjointed c) cool because of the aforementioned qualities
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