So,
it is you who drives me here
In a ride fueled by forbidden thoughts
Your arrogance is a mess
Mud thrown in peoples faces
You,
who I cared about long ago
our presence carved in different places
one who gave me reason to heal my mental woes
A human that I found my soul to bathe with
That lousy stupid little fountain
Soaked to the skin,
Till we got dirty in the flaws we found
The blissful breakdowns
The appreciation of one’s awkwardness
I’ll never have you like you were
evermore
Cynnd Rose
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