Platonic Painted Red

(I was bored, and sitting in a car of people arguing, so I choose to write down some lyrics. Not a full song, just shreds. Maybe thats what I was going for, enjoy.)

I send my heart through the phone,

My text is left on read,

gotta smile for the tone

its platonic painted red

A thread, a doubled edge

I wince and double over

your stead, get out of bed,

Pick clean the four-leaf clover

Why cant you hear me?

I know theres a signal

The connections breaking,

when static starts to, take over,

Again, my head,

my heart, I cry,

the pain, You fled,

platonic painted red.

I’d give you the world!

But you wont accept, it,

I’d give you the world!

But alas, the worlds not mine to give.

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