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Sensitive Thread Sewed Seams
I can't spit it out
Or spill the beans
I'm broken at the seams Love hurts
The seams are the most sensitive part
Of my three sizes too big heart I trust but not all the way
I have a suspicious, skeptical type trust
My life has been full of cold gusts It's only been about him
I don't really care
At you I'll just stare... I'm the master at reading people
I stare at you for comfort
This time the mission I did not and shall not abort I found love
I'm terrified
I'm sorry, I need to leave because I lied Soon I'll be back to having no one
I didn't mean too
I mostly trust you It seems as if you have made me forget how to write
Uncomfortable
But all the while comfortable You are my Mrs. Murphy
We too shall part
I don't want you to keep my heart Oh Mrs. Murphy this is going to hurt
But I want you to have it because you seem gentle
You might find out that I am mental The fictional, Alexandrine has a few poems
She wants to share
But when Alexandrine is in the moment she just can't dare My head is heavy
Weighted down with thoughts
A poem and a stomach filled with knots Depressed and miserable
It feels like I'm going to be sick
The music is stuck in me no matter how hard you use your guitar pick I've got a knotted stomach
I'm tongue tied
I'm sorry that my thread sewed seams just died