space is no escape
just love the ground at your feet
and forget change based on hate
our bodies we’ve exchanged
a few too many times
my fingers trace your tan lines
your mind is on the stars
my eyes lock onto yours
your freckles act as detours
you smoke a cigarette
I guess that you don’t fear death
you took my keys then we left
rewrote my dying words
so many times that it hurts
I’m giving you this pen
to write my final verse
you say we’ll hang out soon
we both know that’s not true
I hate your cigarettes
you took the keys from my hand
away we go
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