Third Acts from Third Acts by TYM

//Third Acts

I want to meet the person i met the other day
before all this reality got in the way
I always thought she was hidden in your heart
but lately it's been written on your arms

if you don't wanna hear it then don't throw bricks
at other people's glass houses
you're burrowing and you just won't stop
you're sleeping on your stomach cause you don't wanna watch

it fall apart so soon
a thing that felt so new you asked just where i'm at
but if you want to read me come and bend my pages back

some things are said with touch with a hand on your back
it moves to your shoulder for the comfort you lack
you whisper through your golden locks "I'm glad that i found you and i don't wanna stop"

she's a girl from a movie
a girl from song
life's a list of photostrips it's a laundry list of wrong

the story arc
is getting old
the protagonist in the third act down the barrel of chekhov's gun

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