i started rhyming about a lady who has only drove me crazy and i realized that my words were far from ever going anywhere.
and she will always be where she wants herself to be
and i can choose to lose myself to the desire and the plea
she’ll be on thrones as i’m on knees
and that’s not how it has to be
but
i hate begging for the reasons
WHY
as if there’s enough to make it right
as if you DIDN’T love our time
but you can’t stand JUST being mine
and yes - there is somebody else
she’s like a trap and i’m the mouse
but there is space for more beside her
if i could see the thoughts inside her
maybe then,
I COULD devour them
trap them and deflower them
i’m sure she’s in there somewhere
the one that made somewhere of nowhere.
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