my guess pouch,
it seems to have a melody on its own.
and as it sings, the blasting music in my ears just fades away.

if scent speaks a thousand words
mine has a thousand heard

define me : free and easy
free to indulge in u easily
or easily indulging in u freely
it doesn't make a diff, does it ?

there's no how to begin with
then what is it that has begun

the name i gave
the name u nv knew e meaning
funny, it still sweeps me off my feet
in here, will we meet ?

the pain i can't rid
the joy i can't replace
but it has been bid
so why the phase

i called out
and it sounded all
at once familiar
it just feels so right
it just feels so tight

she left me roses by the stairs
surprises let me know she cares

hyper ventilate i did not
but multi tasking was a knot

the sore in the throat
spoke with such relief
i want to hang.
who am i kidding.
i don't want to hang.
you want to hang ?

now would be a good time to drop me one of those flowers

i'm sick,
dress me.
now when did i
need a reason for you to dress me ?

the pen is dying out
so am i.
blanks out-

i'm no winner
but at least i ain't a runner

the pretty ribbon, your silent getaway

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