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it was my first time playing in powders,
how it tasted so metallic bittersweet, encasing my sinuses in gold pollen.
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we fall into each other collapsing like skyscrapers of limbs and erratic thought
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but i was scared to be that
semi-permanent.
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with you leaning against me, both of us a little stoned,
and love, almost forgivable in that moment,
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and the green numbers mocking me from the microwave
counted down the last decades of my twenty hours
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i know that patience
is key.
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and even though it hurts i can't help but remember
each time i spent slowly tracing your spine with my fingers and
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what i never said was that i
loved you from the start
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once upon time you placed me carefully next to the stars, you made me yours. wished upon my pale skin. but i was never a star, and each bit of faith you placed in me felt heavier than a thousand anchors. i turned into somethi
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black mazda rx8's the headlights sliced my thoughts open and bred inside
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the world turned to grains of sand and dust around us
(much like the second chance i kept sliding under the hourglass glued to the table,
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i pretended not to notice or care when
fallen stars crashed around me, denting the pavement i
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that what? that i can't remember my own name and therefore i can't remember the way your eyes once burned for me?
once.
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you plucked me like a multi-faceted wish from the ground
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your eyes
are full of violence
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once upon a time
i was lost for you, but now
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you are the boy
whose eyes are falling stars
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i wanted
my world to melt.
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so maybe you and i were
never meant to be
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this is because across the universe changed my life, and you were asleep-- you said it was boring.
this is also because i need space to travel, to meet people, to be alone and experience new things alone so i can gro
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you frown at yourself
in reflection.
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maybe it was
summer in bloom
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yours are the eyes
like newborn stars
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i bent my fingers
into crooked ledges
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you told me you loved me for being all cheekbones, / soft angles lit from within by a smile / like a comma / (because boys don't know how t
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1. the sad part is, / we start out altered, / an awkward trip-- / and you fell into my lap with too much to breathe in. / 2. (your voice reminded me of nuclear war and so / it was like my fa
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1. you told me the veins in my forearms (swollen as they were) were like highways and I watched you watching me while your breath discovered Canada / 2. those were the days when we’d / drop acid like hints / and pl
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Somewhere upon time Mother Mary lay bleeding in all the wonders of technicolor / but all you and I could taste was smoke on my tongue / and
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I was squeezing the universe into the confines of a Polaroid / of you, you trying to clean up the galaxies / you said you saw floating in each iris but flowers / dripped ink onto chessboard
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"you are my sweetest downfall / i loved you first, i loved your first / beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth / i have to go, i have to go / your hair was long when we first met..." / it's funny, listening
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We were lingering at / the doorway / to my lily-white apartment / materializing / as creeping trellis over doubts / There was a moment of h
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[they won't find me] / / / / this town is so SMALL; / i feel like alice eating mushrooms in wonderland. / outgrowing the past / and some days, / all i do is watch the future come creeping towards me / in
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