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think of yourself as love in its purest form

sole happiness resides in your eyes and i have never
i have never fallen in love with a heart faster

still, i am just another one of those kids
trying to not get lost between yesterday and tomorrow
trying to make it safely into the next harbour
without having to pay a price bigger than myself

look at the tv
a brightly colored cartoon with unproportional characters is on
do you want to watch this?
a cartoon that reminds me of myself is playing
please take a look and tell me, if you can see it too

you might play rock,
but im paper and scissors and all the things no one wants to see in the game

you call me in the dead of the night
and when i pick up, i hear my own voice through the line
you told me it didnt have to be like this

for years ive been looking at a filthy screen in a dirty movie theater
seeing the back of my own head through cracked lights
seeing the back of my hand and not knowing who it belongs to

i know how to write a good movie,
your neighbor says and closes the door
you are left outside, where it smells like copper and rust and everything that reminds you of death

i am left outside with the monstrosity in the sky that you call a god

tomorrow is a lie to keep you entertained
tomorrow is a lie to prevent you from getting bored

when you finally gather your guts together
stuff them back into the fleshy shell you call yourself

you run until i forget that i should be running, too

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