I need to steal a few minutes to relax and just to be simply still.

I was looking forward to talking to you she says.

when talk turns to flowers

a girl with obsidian hair

awkward not balanced

lady with tachycardia eyes

why am I writing this meaningless rhyme?

watching the clock as it clicks away time

a cup of tea and a cigarette

I guess these are the thoughts I won’t regret

will she give me a blissful talk or give me a drug?

I have no idea, as my shoulders shrug

Should I take the odds? I think not to cause maybe I am the blob

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