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I whisper those lies that protected me in my youth

'cause I know, I know, I know that I couldn't handle your truths


when my mind finds itself lost

struggling to find you once more

the body will remember the sensation that is you

and I'll writhe like im struggling for air

and the energy in my nerves will bleed out my fingertips


there is a means to an end and an end to the means

we do not share promises but do share dreams

holding eyes and locking hands 

the sisters are twin high maintenance machines


we share the same blood and we bleed out our shares

I hear my jaw chatter like the faint tapping of a snare

I dream of the longest night

and I wake up in your hair 


so pinch your nose and floss your teeth

we take our own roads then reconvene 

on the way we see the same meteorite

I can see Altair and Vega tonight


until the years pass since we've first met

you'll grow out your chest

and get a couple tattoos

and ill find somewhere I can get a menthol cigarette


I'll drink a cold can one December 

wishing that I could still remember

where I was a couple years before, whose bed I was in

and how it felt to believe that those moments would last forever


I continue to walk the path I've chosen on the city sidewalk

as you drive across statelines in your parents' cars

and as you ride the bus all the way to the opposite end of the country

and as you... well, you've never left town ever since we were kids

I come to terms with the passivity

I have done enough, I have done enough for today

so sleep now and I'll see you one morning again


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