"120 Ways To Kill You: An Illustrated Children's Book" by Action Action

Wait, I really don't have the gots for this, it must have
been abstracted with my appendix, or maybe it
grows with my wisdom teeth. Wait, it might be such a
stretch, it's not my fault legally, I'll dial the
doctors now, you're right I never was a man for the law.
Please don't walk away in defeat. Wait, I haven't
lost my courage on the rocks, I haven't quite found the
words to use. I'm not sure they make the cards to
break this ice. Wait; Please wait until our socks are
bitterly soaked, until we have to roll up our pants,
until the giraffes flee to row boats. Please don't walk away
in anger darling, exit gracefully like the
evening's sunset, enter the scene starting with a dial tone,
tightrope over these razorblade
complications. Cutting myself, almost everyday, let it feel
so real, let me taste the pain. One day we'll
live in igloos on the Galapagos, 'till then let's remember
the Atlantic air in-between our hands...The
worms are moving, the grass is growing, flowers are
blooming, the leaves are dropping, the birds are
chirping, clouds are forming, the sun is burning, self
medication never ends...I taught you how to hate,
you taught me how to love too. This is how I lost my mind on
you. This is our final dance, you taught me
how to love and I taught you how to hate; everything is
based off of you. Isn't it funny how we lost
control, or how I lost my mind on you?