Sleeps deep inside,
Although we never met
Unravelling sack
A cake that wouldn't set.
I'll chase it down -
From black to brown,
To old, to new
I'm used, I'm blue,
Yet each time I forget.
Funniness:
A trait of mine to date,
It won't be tough,
Just make them laugh,
Then don't forget to wait.
The sound tastes sweet
Inside the heat,
But silly feet,
It's only heat.
Why run to just be late
Loneliness:
Another smell of cigarettes,
Familiar and warm.
Tobacco strong,
But not for long
Because the mouth drags in;
So worn
Each doors the same
Each lingering name
They'll drown you out in scorn.
You:
Polite pretences
Of not knowing you,
When so I do,
As well as I
Could know myself?
Your tricks will win
Just skindeep, skin
Is thicker than you know
Lets play words, gulps, lashes
Did they tell you I'm funny?
With funniness - not far to go.
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