your definition of love truly changes as the suns set & the wasted time causes regrets. you want to know what it really is meant to be. i'd much rather have a companion than a lover. i guess i'm a fighter, but i don't think that's wrong.
rhubarb pie & marshmallow smiles
fall apart crust & toast the surface
as the blasphemy eats away definitions.
duck quacks & a trail of crumpled paper
fluff the feathers & line the rat cages
as the tone turns into annoyance.
pigeon coos & oars spinning side waters
excretes on reality & blurs reflections
as the truth sets in a rippling sigh.
it's strange how the world is so real, & yet i don't want to believe it.
appreciate, but don't dedicate.
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