I could follow
you to open windows
wait there for your signal
where i’ll dive
dive in open water
swim until the slaughter
claims me as a daughter
then i’ll climb
climb until i reach it
sweetest batch of peaches
teachers cannot teach this
i am mine
i’m mine for the taking
confident and shaking
sorry for mistaking
this as true
truly what i wanted
now i’m only haunted
letters corresponded
between me
myself and another
long and distant lovers
listen to your brother
she is bad
bad news at the doorstep
not what you would expect
make sure that you forget
all her words
how her words unfold you
everything she told you
doesn’t have to mold you
you can rise
rise up from the ashes
learning how time passes
slower than molasses
tick tock tick
tick until the timer
sounds as a reminder
take off all your blinders
you can see
see what you’ve been missing
quit the penny wishing,
stop your reminiscing
like when you held my hand
on the drive from the sand
mountain range
i’ll never go back
i’m trying to change
oh
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