CINEMA VERITE

Strangers breathe on my neck
Every time
I close my eyes
Don't tell me this is
Just another fantasy of mine

Don't climb into my bedroom at night
With your three eyes
Gauging the light
Your muse is paralyzed
Does this excite you?
There you go
Telling me I've lost my shine

Stop your tirade
There is no ricochet
From my melancholy state
I'm just paper mache to you
A neat foldaway
Trophy for your soiree
Stockholmed into role play
A proxy
An alternate in your
Cinema Verite



Credits
Writer(s): Aseem Suri
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