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The roots of your hair are growing through the cracks in my fingers
They wrap underneath and claim their new homes
The words from your mouth travel through my veins it lingers
And I'm scared if you leave I'll forever feel the echoes

Now I've found the latibule
That lies between you and the sheets of your bed
Much like the moss in the forest
Where I was lost in existential dread
Oh, you are so numinous
I cannot seem to hide you in my head
Plus the lethilogica I feel
describing the first time that we met

Now I lay my roots in that evanescent garden of thieves
Thieves who stole my tears and drew them up into their leaves
I died and turned to the soil in rivers you dragged underneath
As I sit beneath the trees
A sapling golden green

Now I live an elysian life
With your hubristic heart and soul by my side
You've seemed so segacious, so loquatious
And I'm lost in time
Am I in some ridicule
Or did I root my feet in some Birchwood crime
Am I really so calamitous, nefarious
Am I crawling down that vine

When I gaze through the leaves
The twinkles seem oh so far away
And the wind
And the breeze
Are histrionic
They're hypersonic
I wonder if
The words I scream
Stab through your heart
The way yours stab through me
Like a lie
They cut through time
They're nestling
They're parasites of mine

Will you come cry
Over the body of mine
In clementine
Our hearts lay intertwined