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•"I'm Crazy, Baby Deer."•

CW: Mild language.

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Listen to the pounding of my heart,
To the shuddering of my body,
To the quivering of my breathing
and the fighting of my mind.
Listen to the voices that compel me,
To the angels that wish to be free,
To the demons that beg they could see
every part of you all above me.

Rest your cheek upon my throat,
Your body upon my sweating pulse,
Your heart upon my very own,
Your heat lingering upon my tongue.
Rest me against your bed,
Against the demons you've fed,
Against the desires you said,
Against your beautiful head.

I wish that you'd call me for it,
Am I a gross infestation alone in this pit?
I lived from the strike of your match,
A pathetic flame that rose with kerosene.
I'm too eccentric for you to match,
Engrave your love to me with arrasene.

My head can only help but reel,
Thinking I'll look perfect if I just peel
every ounce of my heart to cover and
protect yours that pounds weakly and faintly,
Overworking itself as a dying figure in quicksand.
Hold on to me; rest your head; I love you, you see?

Even if I collapse like a house of cards,
Even if my heart stops beating in shards,
This fragment of time is like a perfect puzzle
piece that I put together for hours; many hours.
Would you still love me even if I can't nuzzle
you just like I used to? Even if your love sours?

I'm crazy, so fucking crazy and out of my head!
I'll scream for the fun of it; not at what you said!
I laugh like I haven't before—I can't control it,
Impulses screw into my brain in this little pit.
Cloaked under the societal pressures, my love,
But I'll be so honest and loyal with you, my dove.

So when you smile at me,
I can't help but shudder.
Let me caress those cheeks:
Freckled and with your skin
the shade of pure maple.
Baby deer, don't shut me out,
You know I'll only go and pout.

Baby deer, can I call you that?
I'm crazy, but I swear I love you.
Be honest, be truthful,
That's all I fucking want.
Tell me if you want to steer,
My little deer.

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