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liquor lips and vinegar virtues slip past bruised skin and lost hope. dreams disappearing to the voids of violence and heartbreaking sorrow. oh how longing you are, to feel the silence of dread falling apart from your bones (how lovely, darling). did toy know that we are forever, not like stars or any celestial being to ever exist; we'll be sipping cheap beer watching the sun rise for eternity, it's a threat moreso than a promise.
to hoping you won't go, to reality twisting to a dreamlike state or dreams falling into a coat of cold realism.
