Our hands join
with twenty interlocking fingers,
spinning eight times and falling
into two kisses;
and then you run to your second girlfriend
for three magical brushes of noses,
and with your five fingers wrapped around her wrist
you drag her away from seeing the truth.
It will take two lips to reveal your double life,
revealing this
one
lie you have told.
I'll have nothing left, and neither will you;
but I guess that'll makes two of us.














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you're alright?....right?
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"A song can also not talk about love..."
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I was here,
Here I was,
Was I here?
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Fear to bring children
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- Bob Dylan, "Masters of War"
or just... anyway, I had reasoning: saying 'digits' sounded far to mechanical and could include toes, and added lots of syllables.
ah, well.
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