Ramblin Christian Gypsy
Literary whimsy. Dedicated poetic observer.
Edges Of You
I will squish and squash and stuff you to be,
the definition of living vicariously.
Cuz what happens for you
may as well as be me.
The cleverest trick this vicariously.
When you look in the mirror
Don’t you see me?
Those edges of you
that haunt into me.
My smile is yours but it’s smeared with regret.
The shines gone from my song. I’m a silent duet.
But I want what I want. And you’ll get what I let.
I’m bequeathing to you this weight of my debt?
For the promise of me
was a short song of woe.
Til I pinned it to you
this debt that I owe.
I will be a big star
You’ll all know my name.
Nevermind that it’s yours
cause we both are the same.
Right?
Hold hold hold
my cold smile.
Then off on my own
to cry for a while.
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