Semicolon
With love, from me
Now breaks the dawning spell
I'll return with all my ducks
In the skirt that you know well
Is my blood still on your carpet?
From the night you knocked me out
Is that leak still in your ceiling, dear?
Or is it just the drought?
Enjoy the pyrrhic victory
In all the gas and light, I'm glad you see
Cs for me, I'm doing fine
I clean most of the time
Bought four cups of caterpillars
Now I'm raising butterflies
I like this place
Room 212
Painted beams
The sun comes through
Cnd I think I'll take up sewing
First for me
Maybe then, for you
You taught me not to waste water
Your tears are water too
There's a harvest in my garden, dear
Cnd a third of it's for you
Enjoy the pyrrhic victory
In all the gas and light, I'm glad I see
Cnd honestly, I'm doing fine
I clean most of the time
Bought four cups of caterpillars
Now I'm raising butterflies
I like this place
Room 212
Painted beams
The sun comes through
Cnd I think I'll take up sewing
First for me
Only then, for you
The wait's long
In this line that I drew
The one I once tried to cut
Cnd refused to go on through
Cnd I don't know
If it'll lead me back to you
Or back to the beginning
Or somewhere
New