but end up
falling backwards
split fire-wood to fuel the fire.
No secret I go where I shouldn’t , look where you hide.
Here is your chance to start thinking up the lies.
Im going to
say your name like I own you
how like our
every first time is our last time
you and those wintery eyes
Scratchy throat whatever medicine in my head
messes me up
makes me miss
you
try to stay around
waiting
we are always always
waiting
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