Death and a Girl

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Death and a Girl

Your arms wrapped around my waist like a boa.

We danced and laughed waiting for the cars to come,

Lying on streets like Allie and Noah.

The cold whipped our faces and we grew numb.

I asked you if I would ever be fine

You thought I was insane and frustrating

Instead You brushed your cold lips against mine.

And My God You were intoxicating

You asked if I would like to go and “rest”

I gazed at You and let out a weak breath

Lights grew close, and You deserved the best

So I said, “Not today but I am glad to have made such a good friend in You, Death.”

Freaking out, Blacking out, but feeling sane

Waking up to excruciating pain

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