808
I wonder does she
hear the same hits when
they drop jump in
her car drive between
bfe by night and rain weathered parking
lots to listen to today’s
voices live through opioids
asking why me just enamored in bars and
waiting to meet you again beneath the field of stars
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m’finally
find
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outhow
the-
y got there
to begin
with
ah. comment formatting still totally FUCKED i see
how sad