Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Cut-Up Lyric Poem

Got a long list of ex-lovers,
You're the only thing I wanna touch,
cause you know I love the players.
Well,  me, I fall in love with you every single day.
They'll tell you I'm insane,
We'll take this way too far.
But I got a blank space baby,
and I just wanna tell you I am
the magician's assistant in their dreams.

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