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weeping willow
Ben Beal
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show me where it all went right
under willow trees drooping
jumping hoops
and these boxball cubes
I may not be perfect
but I guarantee I tried
get reminded of the
funny way the time loops
weather tends to wash away reminders
of the the feelings that I kept to myself
I was walking home with you
these bags under my eyelids
looking like the sky
when the blue moon rises
currents love to change direction
and I'm currently obsessed with trynna smile in my reflection
so cute
fuck the temporary
building legacies cemented in the stones
and the realms we can't even compute
these bags under my eyelids
prove that I'm tired
and I hate when you remind me
I act like I dont mind it
you made this world real
now I'm actually excited
tattered rags adorn my past
I chose the haunted path
dislocated moments
left behind
and I don't want em back
couldn't make a hit
I corked the bat
and took another crack
tethering my soul to drafts
together getting more than smacked
threshold for boredom
is lower than it needs to be
stuck in inner orbits
of my disillusioned tendencies
she wants to blow lines and fine dine
spend my money on consumables
shit's wasting my time
my neighbor hit me with the noise complaint
eat a dick I never sleep
scared that if I do
I won't wake up
and that shit gets to me
fill the void with whores
and horror stories of my travels
beginning middle and end
I'm terrified it ends without you
I smell your perfume
on letters that you never sent
wind me up
I self destruct
I'm on the quest for betterment
hope the sidewalk never ends
I truly hope it never will
but hope's as good as time
It's all a cycle on this ferris wheel
show me where it all went right
under willow trees drooping
jumping hoops
and these boxball cubes
I may not be perfect
but I guarantee I tried
get reminded of the
funny way the time loops
weather tends to wash away reminders
of the the feelings that I kept to myself
I was walking home with you
these bags under my eyelids
looking like the sky
when the blue moon rises
currents love to change direction
and I'm currently obsessed with trynna smile in my reflection
so cute
fuck the temporary
building legacies cemented in the stones
and the realms we can't even compute
these bags under my eyelids
prove that I'm tired
and I hate when you remind me
I act like I dont mind it
you made this world real
now I'm actually excited
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