he may not have the whitest smile
but he's in love with breathing.
the voices float on down
to a soul receeding.
play my favorite songs
pretend all the times
are times we get along
but don't place me under your t.
I don't want that burden on me.
when all the fear is gone we all know
answers to all the questions
dirt for all the holes.
just remember when my ideas don't match yours
and it has you seething
I don't know why or care or what for.
I'm in love with breathing.
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