Megan Slankard - Forget

It's a hot one, leaning on the wall
Like a monkey practically swinging
From the doorknob

I am waiting to feel brave
To save face
To step outside all of these holes that you've made

If I cry
Hard enough
Long enough
Fast enough
It will disappear

I hope she looks like you but with innocence
With a smile and with a soul, with happiness

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