Librarians
Marilla Park
Loosen the grip, whatever you startCalm yourself, will dulls artChopped up words cross my heartAnd patch me up when everything falls apartPoor teenage girl with a wedding ringIs putting away wedding thingsYou're never gonna be there to hear me singMy mouth's sewn shut, can you still hear me laughing?Sloughed off flakes of sunburnt skinLittle black holes where particles of dirt sneak inTook a swim at Marilla ParkJumped the fence after everything had gone darkSo settle down, be sereneIt's not like it's a dying lover quarantineEverything will pop off, everyone will produceAnd i promise to tie you up whenever your laces start going loose
From Letras Mania