You didn’t write, you didn’t call It didn’t cross your mind at all

And when you inevitably fall (Because you can already feel yourself slipping…)

While everyone around me dukes it out with their hand picked god

Fake conversations on a nonexistent telephone Like the words of a man who's spent a little too much time alone

Them, you, us, plus eleven Thank the heavens for their elasticity

And when you inevitably fall (Because you can already feel yourself slipping…)

If I were the jacket Her chest and limbs all wrapped around I would soak up all that light into my lining

I'm coming to the brink of a great disaster The end just has to be near The Earth spins faster, whistles right past you Whispers death in your ear

Them, you, us, plus eleven Thank the heavens for their elasticity

Collapse upon the forest floor and down upon your knees Anthurium Lacrimae decays underneath the canopies like a natural disaster

If I were the jacket Her chest and limbs all wrapped around I would soak up all that light into my lining

And what of the way she looks at me from across the counter? A friendly stare may have me changing my mind about the way these things work.

Her cat leaves it’s hair on your clothing And you’re not allergic, no. But your sister is, quite suddenly And your mom complains As she picks the hair from the lint brush

Them, you, us, plus eleven Thank the heavens for their elasticity

If I were the jacket Her chest and limbs all wrapped around I would soak up all that light into my lining

And the poets, they explode like bombs While the gentry is drinking Moet Chandon

slowly but surely converting this not to the microsoft power automate format……

rip to the one person who followed me, the quote bot is very dead fyi lol

[ mod post ] bot might be back soon?? might've found a way??

3 years!! one day i’ll revive this bot……