Poetry.
6 years ago
General
"And we live on front porches and swing life away
I see you there. You mock me with a silver spoon in your mouth.
I see many things around my field of view.
Nats, spiders, roaches...
I see into the crevice of human nature.
I live on a plane you cannot achieve or even try to immitate.
You see me too.
Fascination, obsession, nat.
Like a fly on the wall, I watch you too.
Waiting for your every move.
Where are you going... are you just to stay inside my home
I'm going out, we will see each other again.
I see many things around my field of view.
Nats, spiders, roaches...
I see into the crevice of human nature.
I live on a plane you cannot achieve or even try to immitate.
You see me too.
Fascination, obsession, nat.
Like a fly on the wall, I watch you too.
Waiting for your every move.
Where are you going... are you just to stay inside my home
I'm going out, we will see each other again.
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