Lover Sorrow

Why must I make unicorns out of emotions?

For you to bail and leave the jailed to his hatred

Why must I say the perfect exhausted thing?

So you can switch page, sing!

This isn’t the creep with the jeep

That I left emotionally dead

To creep

Whispering cravings for a friendly

Dream, sleeping, left alone with

Jailed thoughts of made it free

Jealousy is yanking the cord out

Of a head yanked by me

A state on my tongue

Pyramid leads to greed

But so I go making jealous

Whispers pony out of smashed

Nothing dribble screw me

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