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The Table Of Alwine, Where I'll Always Wait For You

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Taupe gray eyes. Brown hair swept back. The summer of my life. The ruse of that room and the feeling of being carried away. He told me my hands were the softest he had ever touched and I smiled with the blush coaxing my brain from the dangers of his. He said he will take me to better places with games that never end. I never felt so alive because now I never will as they grip the saddled lace of my cream dress reaching my young knees, and there he stood looking handsome as ever so I won't move and I won't complain. I remember 21st April standing infront of the pastry shop when I found the hazel in the taupe of your eyes because you told me you're falling and I felt so alive because now I never will. When I wake up you said, we'll ride around the city in the ferry so I didnt say anything when they crawled inside of me and pulled me out. I didnt move till their drinks kicked in and that's when I came alive.

With my back bare and my heart torn I tried making back into my mother's embrace and warmth. Holding together the chains of my throat that worked me to walk , I crawled. Your voice rounded against my back into the wounds and I felt them close so I stayed for you and with you till you too drove the sharp edge of your austrian german accent into my hollow body. And now I wake up on my own and cry for my daddy and you don't come back. It's been a decade and I wake up on my own, but it's okay because I know you'll come back. I know you will.

The buds of my innocence pick up on the smell of your cigarette so I look up to find you but its just them all around me with their hands busy, so I find comfort in this part of you and I take it with me as I fall into my sleep. In all the ten years of my life I've never felt the hunger of being touched and devoured and I never wouldve if you hadnt come along and stirred my suffering into such devotion. 

I'll always wait for you in this house and in this room, on this table. I'll always love you, Daniel.



This supposed to be a song(yes without any chorus) but i neither have any intruments cause im broke nor do i have a nice voice so fuck it it. also i wrote this while listening to nettles so if you find any similarities they are intentional. and also ignore the grammar mistakes cause fuck english.


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