BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Bars
- I've been living in a grand repetition,
- in a state of indecision, you derailed my mission,
- and now I'm focusing my vision onward,
- I'm not a fucking coward cowering for hours lying in the flowers.
- I was drowning in the tide with my mouth open wide,
- and my pride sinking down to the depths,
- And I eagerly descend the steps And it's best we don't coalesce.
- And I confess that I'd stress out less,
- imagining this whole relationship as a game of chess,
- Maybe then this mess'd be solved,
- and we'd have evolved past your need to conquer all.
- Taken the fall more times than I care to recall,
- its all that's consumed my thoughts,
- In a hall I, hear groans and whispers muttering things more obscure,
- than the realest hipster, and I'm a realist who knows I'll never be an a lister.
- But when I kissed her, the floodlights came on full force messing up my insights,
- and blinding me to them, I should've known then you were coal and not a gem
- I fix the hem of my shirt, I guess now we're curt since you love to subvert,
- sometimes covert but always with cohorts
- It hurts, but worse of all I know you'll do it again,
- you're a curse, a nurse sedating and elating me, never elucidating
- with synthetics and leaving behind a trail of prosthetics and medics
- You live life in excess, admit it, you're in it to win it,
- it's hinted, and my glasses were tinted
- I'm so timid that I took your hits
- You betrayed me like a fox, shit.
- You're a paradox in motion, just a violent ocean,
- what's with all the commotion?
- I'm an editor, known by some to be a Redditor, a time traveling predator,
- to senators
- I live by Chekhov's gun and now I'm firing it, revising all the time admiring it,
- Did I get a hit? I'm pretty fucking sure of it
- I'll take the crown even upside down as I descend, mend and tend, ascend
- where I intend to get the bends again
- Sometime, somewhere, I'll end up nowhere like an old trend
- An eventuality of falling for your sensuality, I feel like a fool that's taking
- intro to anatomy
- But it's a part of me to fail things like these, though I was always good at
- spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys
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