OPEN-BRAIN SURGERY

problamente estarè triste por siempre

i will always love you

long as i can find it in my chest

and when it's empty there i'll

pull it up from the ground. even when your body is

laid to rest even when the flowers can

grow from the cracks in bones separating your chest and

bees can suck on memory of your lips, put the honey back where it

belongs i'll still be

waiting, walking over hill and hellfire

carrying my basket of lovewater to

tend to your roses like you'd want me to i

would hold your hand if gaia'd just let me

if she'd just

spit you out from her mouth. when a woman

loves a man nobody remembers but

when fire

swallows its own flame

then

the congregation says a-men

me i'll open up to you forever maybe

longer

in this city and what comes after it you

know, i'll always come around with my warm love fashioned just for you

so it fits in between the palms of your hands

until it doesn't fit no more

until it's too big or too hot

then me i close up like butterflies in reverse i

go back to where i came from

and i leave you angel

Immaculate in the valley. you did it once, yeah

make the world up again

from dust and acrylic paint over

pure plastic you don't have to

tell me my

heart's weighing your spinal cord down. i see

the bump. the strain

the ridges i can pray it away, you

know

but it's okay

i can never make you love me

but i'll make sure you know how well you could 

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um i Never write love poems because i don't like anybody lmao i was listening to blonde this is all a façade all a joke listen to chanel by frank ocean and say a prayer for the world today