you used to come up for air through a sea of other people, just hoping they don't notice that you are leaving again. you're leaving again. and i can't believe it's true, there are people like you. with the same heart, and the same marks on our bodies.
did everything feel beautiful when you let go of the idea of being anything at all? and you can't believe it's true, there are people like you. when i held you in my bathroom – i felt new.
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