I got twisted all out of shape
I was bitter from living in vain
Only went walking to look for a loss
Only went stalking to cover the toss
Wickedly captured by a white set of teeth
That I can’t get out from in
That I want to come between
Quickly and slowly as weed as moss
Get me the summertime
Or the wintry valentine
Or the sticky fuck covered pieces of past
That ripple and twinkle when the night dark starts
And oh for poetry and oh for song
And oh to the future I wish to belong
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