I want to get high. Just so I can hold down my body from getting up and swaying every time you open your mouth to sing, or every time you pluck your signature chord. you are my counterpart. I've heard your voice before, a hundred times over, and I'd hear it a thousand times more. I freeze up when realisation hits me. What's mine is yours what's yours is mine. My voice wavers when I'm emotional and I can't sing when I'm lying down. I'll show you mine if there was any remote possibility you'd show me yours.
I like compartmentalising my thoughts in chaos situations (this is not the time, as in not this time, that is, not right now). But I go to the blank white room in my head, and shut the door behind me. My thoughts run pell-mell into each other on another plane on loop (when the floors of memory and rational thought dissolve). I think I'm trying too hard again, and I'm thinking too much
The Secret Corner
5 years ago
It is time to catch up with the time,
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It's time to run as fast as you can,
don't let anything hold you now.
i like the idea of a blank whit room in my head. like i really would like to have one.
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