Love Before Life

I’ve ran out of bulletins, but they still scream ‘pull us in/

I haven’t fully decided if I’m a saint or a hooligan\

Speak before spoken to the silence will unbroken you/

Because the laws are puzzling we’ll coalesce flow in two\

Take the pill and grab my hand, I paid the bill, just ask the man/

A poetic chase, aesthetic space we’re running faster than/

The weather in my imagination is picking up a drizzle now\

Sit close and spill your fucking dreams before we fizzle out/

I wouldn’t ask for your help if you didn’t appear organized\

My two cents for payment, even the penniless get immortalized/

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