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out-on-a-limb — Intrared
Published: 2013-06-10 23:49:55 +0000 UTC; Views: 457; Favourites: 24; Downloads: 0
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I've been counting chickensThe realness of it all
Lies in the miscalculations
Nothing's hatched yet
And where were you?
Bite your tongue
And I'll see red, feel red
Become red
Lay untouched, uncertain
We're polaroids of perfection
Right in plain sight, so
Quick to develop, but
Always expensive
Now I'm digitally torn
Drop me on the floor
And watch the colors roll
Did I stain your hands -
Can you feel it?
Can you tell?
Shake me loose and
Hold me tight
It's only tripping if someone sees
We'll pass for innocent
But you're so very
red-faced, red-handed
As I come undone.
