Intricacy
Is a delicacy
To be enjoyed
In all complexity
Shove me under
I’ll drown with you
[Not with you]
You’re the one pushing
[Drowning me]
Saving yourself
[She saves you]
Not me
[Is it me?]
Tenacious
Is all of us
To be enjoyed
In ways vicarious
Stop hiding your sin
I’d feel better if you did
I’d stop thinking
[You’re perfect]
(I’m not)
[You want me]
(I need you)
Confusion
Is bliss
And ignorance
Is ecstasy
~Britt
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