
Can’t wait to get away
I isolate for weeks.
I saw that you were smiling’
Even though you felt like dyin’
Got caught up in the waves
And crashed up on the beach
You knew if I was lying
If I said I didn’t miss you.
All these confrontations
From these conversations
I will span this distance
Just like paint fills canvas
Waiting for the rain
Wasted on the ground
Isolated showers
Evaporated from the mouth
My course was understood
Laid out like a tan
You knew if I was lying
If I said I didn’t love you.
You’re a constellation
Burning complications
I will span this distance
Just like paint fills canvas
About the Creator
Sam Mosley
"Find what you love and let it kill you." - Charles Bukowski.



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