Roots are what i need.
drawn up from the earth
plant your feet down sturdy
no swaying to the music
we need to learn to stand
before we can dance.
Breathe in and out
feel free let it be,
dont run through your brain
on a tredmill,
it goes no where not even dark places
where work needs to be done.
My lungs cant hold that much smoke
that much responsibility
i know i crushed him
my baby(thats all he is) hurts
i dont care how cliche it sounds thats
where we are on this earth right now
thats where i and he stand.
So take it, if you love me
take it up front in your face
and look me straight in the fucking eye.
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