Circle the sun, drink me like an escapade to Heaven and back
Study the lines on my hand in a future untold, return in fragments
Like a telepathic mind polluted like a blood drop in water
You suck my paper cuts
It's the synergy between prime mover and stillborn
A lesson taught by the wisdom of trees, the flame of love's desire
Catching raindrops in my palms
I got all I ever wanted and it wasn't enough
A piano in my ears and a cold drink
I got all I ever wanted and it wasn't enough.
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Author:
Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (
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