Compressed
Dive into a brain of sorrow,
for tomorrows a future of falling tears and
my hearts a target for shooting spears
its a long wait for a beautiful date,
when the waves subside and the thoughts I've cried
lay on the floor of my brain to gain myself in the darkness.
Cant you see what my words are hiding? Soon one day
through the stars we'll be riding, imagine your existence
on a plane abroad. No matter the face, no matter the taste
no matter the vessel or how fast the chase, we will all
float with grace in some alternate place...I guess it's a wait and
I will let it run through me, and I wish you could hear what my ears
whisper to me.
To all the sharks in the ocean and all the pretty notes an
the space between all we know and all we dream,
for me is falling apart at the seam.
-JLG
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