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Days have past, and still, you are there.
I thought you would disappear.
Why won't you disappear?
This flame is solitary,
flickering between the full pages of past
...and the impending blankness of fresh.
There will be no writing here.
I flick the dancing bears from my book, with a heavy thumb and forefinger.
I don't want to dance.
I want to sing in the shower, while you play your guitar on the floor.
Where is the ache to keep you; This new you?
Simplify they say. Simple minds are the most boring.
I want you to be beautiful, to stupify me.
I can't seem to care. "You" have become a dancing bear.
I thought you would disappear.
Why won't you disappear?
This flame is solitary,
flickering between the full pages of past
...and the impending blankness of fresh.
There will be no writing here.
I flick the dancing bears from my book, with a heavy thumb and forefinger.
I don't want to dance.
I want to sing in the shower, while you play your guitar on the floor.
Where is the ache to keep you; This new you?
Simplify they say. Simple minds are the most boring.
I want you to be beautiful, to stupify me.
I can't seem to care. "You" have become a dancing bear.