Frames from Seven Songs by Gifts

Realize the truth
in view,
we’re dressed like fools
in sheer robes, found
while running around.
Light breaks through these.

Yea, while we’re here…
Lets make something clear

I’m not what you think
I care so deep that
Ill find meaning in the slightest things
You’ll find me inside waiting

For you to dress me up like them
Lately
I couldn’t bear the sight of empty
Moving


My arms reside
Like tides, how low
are you? when do you plan
on coming around?
I’ll hold your place…

Nows your chance to fake
Like that time we shared a space
Spent the day collaging your meaning
as you

told me how you saw yourself
Reflected
In your sink, or your fathers frames
Basic
you’ll say i couldn’t face your fears
Not mine
i couldn’t look you in the eye
nows the time

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