Can’t you see baby,
That it’s not working?
All the sincerity,
All this time,
And you break my heart,
At least once every night…
Don’t you feel it baby?
That it’s not there?
Even though I look in your erratically colored eyes,
And see nothing but your want,
with all of your repulsion,
…
Can u feel me seeing it baby?
That it’s not us we’re chasing?
That it’s the way things are,
In this fucking choreography of attitudes,
And the persistent momentary lapse among them
It tears my heart,
At least once every night…
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