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i shroom fell for you


and i went to bed thinking about you eyes

and what even deep hazel couldnt fully disguise 

and i wanted to hold you but rocks were breathing

and you were overwhelmed and so i kept reading

 

i fucked myself thinking about your eyes

and your body not on me but by my side

i guess functionality turns me on

and maybe ill gather this into a song

 

i took a breath thinking about your eyes

and my lungs cough up smoke and except their demise

and though mountains offered an increadible view

the only thing that attracted my eyes

was you

 

 

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