Talk

Don’t you cut me off
Need to riff off my thoughts
Out of my tongue
Stay golden, until I’m done
If you are gone, then I’m having a fat head
Don’t get ahead of me yet
I think I’m going to reintroduce myself
I’m having too much thoughts
I need to share them, don’t you want me to share?
Not dead yet, wishful thinkings
Daring you to absorb them!
Tinkering with my words, little white lies
Sprinkling throughout my time with you
As you listen to me speak

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