than the sun rises

we stayed we selves apart
& half a decade
“that was your fault”
oh yeah

i still don’t know the most
your pretty poison field
do i regret do i not
the unconsumption

you failed yourself a grasp
the neutral talk the warn
to skit or stick or not
in freedom bar

attraction gas was mustard
sanity was struggle
we could have died or not
oh me was so responsible

i asked more times
than the sun rises
your now denied replies
were yours alone

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