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Unzipping
Something's coming
My head's humming
I smell strange scents on the breeze
You keep squawking
Lips keep talking
My eyes stare and your words tease.
Sad hands fumbling
Mad thoughts crumbling
I taste midnight in the air
Feet start tripping
Head's unzipping
My light shines and you are there.
My head's humming
I smell strange scents on the breeze
You keep squawking
Lips keep talking
My eyes stare and your words tease.
Sad hands fumbling
Mad thoughts crumbling
I taste midnight in the air
Feet start tripping
Head's unzipping
My light shines and you are there.
Published 16th May 2012
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