Stupid deco crowns my head,
sipping beer
and default sad.
Blinding tickle of an eye,
bittersweet taste of
those smiles.
Heat between us
sparkels lies.
Air around, not even sleezy.
Teasing randoms,
waiter's sneezing...
Selfmade fortune-teller said
you should light my cigarette.
I fight. I don't. I lie. I won't.
If I might love... I hide.
Jerking of my brain
so insane but sane!
In my head I cum
so loud,
see only you, not blurry crowd,
out of my face once again
cums no sound.
Insomnious lick of those nights
wakes me up,
you should be proud.
I broke all lights.
Day cuts week's veins -
pretty fast.
How can "now" make next
month last...
Boulevards of easy teasing,
streets of laughs we've shared
and sidewalk's feelings?!
Getting so slow, after all,
what I'm loosing.
How bizarre and how
confusing
you, me, we ... are?!
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