the morning was lost without you
the night was filled with your anger
what i'm supposed to do to
make my days right again
sometimes i get caught between ego and spite
sometimes i forget that
my sun rises and falls with you
we laugh at our jokes inside or not
we become kindergartners
chasing jungle gyms and
grasshoppers in the dew
darling do you know
my arms ache without you
my skin cold and void of music
when i see you
i'll throw down my flowers and run
run to you
until then
i'll wrap myself
making sure to
let my ego out to
play with the grasshoppers
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