I used to know every sound you made in your sleep, so tell me who's this stranger next to me?? Not a word spoken in days. Such a routine. One kiss good morning and two kisses goodnight. Farthest moments I've ever had to endure. It's the last remaining vindication that we even know each other exist. The thought I thought a thousand times never seems to reach your mind. One brief foot brush makes my heart skip a beat. Is this what we've come too?? Yearning for elementary indications of love?? Well it's time for the bell to ring at the end of the school day. I'm ready to rush back to the familiar. I can't take one more night. Lets make sure we fight for all that we lead with. Cause one more day may be one day too far.
“Lunacy” comes from the moon, Who cycles through brilliance and darkness Bipolarity’s patterns are not so easily assumed Opposites not so well harnessed Who cycles through brilliance and darkness? The girl who sits in bed, wrestling with Opposites. Not so well harnessed As she thought, her brain gives reason the slip The girl who sits in bed, wrestling with Her body, depressed, her thoughts manic. As she thought, her brain gave reason the slip And gives the gift of life in a dreamlike panic. Her body depressed her thoughts. Manic Lunacy comes from the moon And gives the gift of life in a dreamlike panic Bipolarity’s patterns are not so easily assumed
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