Only few see,
See
when I try to boil down your pain
It comes back rougher
bruising into me like stains
less steel
Still you lessen your light
demure mature
I want to charge you
Give you the strength you need
seed
to plant your potential
It still tickles me the way
your lashes lace rapidly over your eyes
when you're mad sad
a tad dramatic
at times
but times
make you
dumb out that hard crimson sea with everyone else
But cascade that pink pale effervescent
Succulence
on me, he and domestics
I shed thoughts of my koodhi
to magnify the intricacy of your circumstances and
attempt to help you
Days that come and depart
when I don't dine
it's fine
because
I’m ballooned
with Olivia's
custom made lexis
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