The trickle tickles
giggles no longer suppressed
I find myself betraying my solemness
I have been swimming in your lies
but willingly and not accusingly
because I need the love that
expels from the undercurrent,
it envelopes me,
leaves me struggling for the correct phrase,
leaves me off-balance,
a shake or two of my head,
and I am wondering
should I get the sweet oil,
or the suitcase?
Can I get a Q-tip please?
I need to clear my head.
Author notes
Lyric: "like punching underwater
you never can hit who you're tryin' for"
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i liked this. It was witty and engaging.
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I love this!! You did a wonderful job sis!! This is so funny!!
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