I speak in poetry.

who did i fall so deeply for that humid march evening

whose kiss halted my death, whose arms made umbrellas

over my body

who did i lay my sword down and proclaim no more

for

who is the silent boy in the explorer and why must you tell me

he is dead?





i stand alone again on shaky ground and reel from the news

i have no reason to live

because you were my reason to live

and now you've thrown me for a loop

taken back all your umbrellas and turned into

a dead man

a dead man

who speaks no poetry





days go by its a humid may evening one year later

and fervently i pray for love

exhaustedly i pray for love

a simple man he'll have to be

just speak in poetry

Author's Notes/Comments: 

haha this is terrible sorry folks

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