I think she's been sleeping on the one she's been dreaming about.
Charismaticaly walking
Intellectually talking
The only type of girl I'd honestly end up stalking
My hearts been broken again
But she's gone with the wind
There's a storm coming in
And it's brought me a new friend
Asthmatic, I'm choking on a familiar potion
They say it's fish in the sea but I'm drowning deep in the ocean
God please help me find my way back
Unless I'm being punished for something I did way back
Adding all the odds
Cause it's odd
That a fraud
Could have the girl i want
I'm just not doing my part
Done? No let me start
We're close yet fat apart
Like twins
From two men
Inevitably I'm fighting a war that'll never end
Or that I'll never win
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Aftermath
PoetryThis poem goes with the other one titled Naiya, now the title is kind of self explanatory.
