YOU. ME. BEING NAKED.I would swallow my pride

I would choke on the rhymes

But the lack thereof would leave me... more

YOU. ME. BEING NAKED.I would swallow my pride

I would choke on the rhymes

But the lack thereof would leave me

empty inside I would swallow my doubt

turn it inside out find nothing but faith in nothing

Want to put my tender heart it in a blender

Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion

Rendezvous

then I'm through with you

I burn burn like a wicker cabinet

chalk white and oh so frail

I see out time has gotten stale

The tick tock of the clock is painful

All sane and logical

I want to tear it off the wall

I hear words and clips and phrases

I think sick like ginger ale

My stomach turns and I exhale

So Cal is where my mindstates

but it's not my state of mind

I'm not as ugly sad as you

Or am I origami

Folded up and just pretend demented

as the motives in your head

I alone am the one you don't know you

need me take heed feed your ego

Make me blind when your eyes close

sink when you get close tie me to the bedpost

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