Lost in outer space no expression on my face,
Lost in inner space all expression in my space.
Loss of taste, being crossed in caution tape,
Left in shape, left in distance just in case.
Rubber band thoughts in opposite directions,
Persecuted pirates for correctional inspections.
Becoming who i wish for intrusive professions,
Still passing hidden test trusting accidental perfections.
Lethal liberty for my growing pain,
Lovely lilac still glowing from rowing rain.
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you can tell when you went from being unsure to really feeling .. your metaphors never fail to amaze me .. "yeah it was for you" ... i knew that silly .. i love you
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