Daisymilk Riverflower Poems

Sometimes it's the beating of my heart
That reminds me that i'm dead inside
Sometimes all it takes is a great idea
To help me realize i've got nothing on my mind
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She falls to her knees
Takes off her clothes
What she hides under the sheets
Nobody knows
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I'll take the doctor's advice
If you take his pills
Because i can't do this any longer
I hope you're cured instead of ill
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Morning sun ascends
She forgets for a moment
It's evening descent
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Oh the fish I've seen
Oh if I told you where I've been
Oh if I told you, you woudn't believe
Oh but next time, I will take you with me
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Bruised knees on the hard wood
Ivory beads hanging from joined hands
Burning needs of the desperate, misled
The hand that feeds, they warn, must not be bitten again
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The rug is worn
Straight through to the hard wood floors
Don't drag heavy feet
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Late afternoon smoke
Dances above a child's bed
Silent lullaby
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Early bought sweater
Pink wool, she has just bought her sweater
Sitting in the waiting room, I can't help but notice
The tag hanging out,
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Forgive me for burning all our memories
The ones I so carefully collected
They were just sitting in their box,
So perfectly neglected
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