storage room // your hands are cracked/ they scab, they bleed/ a product of your obsession/ a need to be clean/ but i was always the mess you couldn’t get to leave/ you set your traps/ and you capture me/ you fill my head with poetry/ every word you strung together became the chains around my feet that kept me/ cause your pulse gets higher/ and your steps get lighter/ setting fire to all the exits/ to make sure/ that i’m right where you want me/and then you put me away/ and you laughed while i begged you to stay/ boxed up in your six foot storage room/ and then you put me away/ and you smiled while i faded to gray/ boxed up in your six foot storage room/ i was a flight risk/ you couldn’t take the chance/ you needed proof that this would work in advance/ found you some new friends/ and a good excuse/ you said, “sink or swim with cast iron shoes.”/ so treat me like the void you’ve grown to live with/ and leave me like the boys you didn’t mean to sleep with/ cause god forbid you breathe deep/ and get too comfortable and start to fall asleep/ when you wake up in a stranger’s bed/ and you have no idea where your heads been at/ i hope you think of me lying in your street/ screaming secrets for the stars to keep/ and you forget to breathe/
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