F.T.Willz poems (prolly frank iero no one knows)

(i will wait for you)

though our lips have not touched, we breath the same air
and as our molecules collide you shall know this to be true.
for if you don't . . . well then maybe i've been wasting my time.

these things we say, are not just things we say . . . they are our lies and our truth, our love and our hate.

and though my tongue may be sharp at times, in my heart i believe in us.

the moments we've shared together, real or imagined, are just a preamble.

i look forward to floating, lost, in our vastness.

sediment-ally yours,
frnk.

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•14 May 2013•

(ALL CREDS TO FRANK IERO FOR SURE)