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The whiteness of your ceiling
Pupils of your eyes;
Tear me away from here.
Hush, now
You tire me.
Your made up language,
Burns my dainty ears.
Pupils of your eyes;
Tear me away from here.
Hush, now
You tire me.
Your made up language,
Burns my dainty ears.
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I especially like the last two lines:
Your made up language,
Burns my dainty ears.
It kinda makes me think of a child, or someone naive like a child, being spoken to in terms more suited to an adult of someone of understanding.
(shrugs).
Your made up language,
Burns my dainty ears.
It kinda makes me think of a child, or someone naive like a child, being spoken to in terms more suited to an adult of someone of understanding.
(shrugs).