Scraps #4
- MCD
- Oct 7, 2016
- 1 min read
You were a sea
But I was afraid of how the tides might change
So I never went in
And instead lay on the sand and thought about swimming
Let’s roll the stone, shed the lichen
I asked you to love me and my voice kept shaking
A thousand lies of twice spun glass
Ivory teeth, crocodile set
I spent all my time in the search for the magical maybe
“Flee”, they cried, as they pushed me forward
I lay next to you, skin to skin, and waited for you to guess my real name
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