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Caramia - a blank notebook and a back pocket fade...
You used to mock me;
Sometimes I would cry
When I was home later.
You hurt my feelings:
Why, why, why?
Write it down in your notebook,
My wannabe Harriet the spy.
Some say your genius
Is in your madness;
Will you get better?
And then will you leave us?
How you mixed with the darkness
At such a young age!
Until in your chemistry
Science and violence
Turned silence to rage.
Why... are you dreaming this?
One shoe off, and a bridge to cross over.
And where is your taxi fare?
Are you left by yourself
Or left by your lover?
For three nights straight now
I dreamed I kept both of my shoes,
But I've forgotten my lines, and
I've misplaced my cues;
And there's a sea full of faces
And a show to go on;
And I'm struck mute at entrance
With nothing to draw from!
There were the secrets: the big bang
And the bigger joke.
You seem to know all of them
And injustice makes you red with choke.
You love like you're desperate!
You don't know what love is!
I thought if there was one thing I could give you,
One thing I could tell you,
Maybe it was this...
With your head on the bed board,
The anguished repeat;
The sweat of our sadness--
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The twist of the sheets.
I don't want what's best for you!
Where would I be if you found it?
I prayed a lot about these bad feelings inside,
But I can't pray my way through or around it.
I found a lot of this somewhere else and messed around with it a bit. If you are the
transcriber, please let me know.