I wanna, kinda, sorta just.... flow
Through every pore, eyesballs, fingertips, the breath that leaves my lips;
let it spread out from the core and touch everything
Eyes meet and i wont look away.
I will look into you and see you; nothing will be hidden.
Then you will talk; clarity shattered.
I will, look away.
The rain brings everything together.
Chemicals melt down my face
Unknown liquid substance soaks up my legs
Dilapidated decorum
Then there is snow.
Thunder and lightning and snow
Anything can happen
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