I eat bread
Because I am not hungry
You make me feel like the stars
I am naked because I choose to be
Only because I fall asleep
As the window chases the open clouds
I remember the sun as being fragile
The stars become one in my head
And how romantic is the stormy night
When the sun has died?
I want a beautiful love
A love that will last a lifetime
Her name is a memorable beginning
Her lies are alive
For she is so much like me
A character in misery's eyes
I hate her
I absolutely hate her
For she is the brightest blue sky
I eat bread
Because I am not guilty
I eat bread
Because I am a liar
For the sun is really the darkest moon
That constant death requires
And that is love.
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Author:
Soul Baby (Pseudonym) (
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