Wake in a colosseum every day,
smelling cigarette smoke from the fire escape.
Blue hearts, gold lions, red tape,
we've taken our respective shapes.
I'll shout from here to death my dear,
that even lions shed their tears.
So please don't respect the fear,
It's more assertive every year.
Yumi, feels like you hardly knew me.
In time love, we'll grow to be choose-y.
Your voice takes to the coming wind,
a draft is alway creeping in.
Yet in my steel and wooden monument,
I'll see you speak but I won't hear a thing.
If I screamed from here to death my dear,
would you vow to never disappear?
we've warmed to how it sounds to love, and in the end we'll still mishear.
Yumi, I'll reach the shore on Tuesday.
Forgive me, I don't mean to miscommunicate.
And if you wait for me on Monday,
I'll be late dear- So you can go play.
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