sometimes

i really hate

myself.

for.

loving.

him.

but then he gives me the longest hugs

reminds me that it's not goodbye

he'll be here all september

and that it's just til saturday.

i'm out to see parts of this country

i've never seen

take a tiny toy plane

close my eyes and watch us crash

open with a city

that hasn't seen my footprints

welcome ladies and gentleman

oh, the thought

new places new faces

everyone died in the old city

and everyone is resurrected here

alive, cut from strings

hands shaking heart breaking....

sleepy eyes

menthol fingers

i'll see you in the morning

if that's alright.


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