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I won't sing my favorite song for you,
oh that dear, you'll never know.
The red blush on my cheeks drips off,
like powdered sugar in the rain. 
I forget my problems,
like you.
and I listen, 
for a call to something,

I'm waiting, 
silent,
for a time when I can't see my breath again.
Warm, not fuzzy,
just happy,
just for a little while. 

I miss the summer heat, and the love I once recieved,
before I turned 
seventeen.
Respect is hard to come by,
now sitting, watching her sing lullabies to her newborn baby,
I can't relate.

People are careless when they're asleep, that is unless you wake them up,
said you were dreaming when you were walking in there,
singing yourself to sleepwalk
They never care that you didn't mean it,

She glides with the waves,
particles of lost things passing by.
she never wonders if those were the lives she could have lived,
loves she could have loved.
plastering toxic things to creatures and never regretting,

I want last year's summer back,
the sweet smell of grass and salt and gasoline,
drifting through the warm breeze,
knowing a brown banana's waiting for me in the car. 
a friend waiting at the door, in the same shorts as yesterday,