and the boys kiss the girls on the noses.
I’m remembering all those games we played,
And the trees we planted all around us.
That’s over now, we've reached a glade,
But the elephant in the room is in the way.
I deserve to be tossed into the abyss,
After all, I’m nothing but a squid,
Failing to let go until I get a kiss;
That’s not an issue, since the writer’s prophecy
Will shower down and soak me with bliss,
And the elephant in the room will hide my stupid smile.
Something keeps kissing me in my sleep,
and I can’t say that I’m used to it,
It turns me off— I just don’t want to keep
Having to check whose lips are on mine,
So I suffocate my pillow and slaughter these sheep,
and kiss the elephant in the room goodnight.
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