lovers gone and lovers done,
stack them one on one on one.
lovers kept and lovers held,
rarer than the rarest flower beheld.
lovers left and vows forgotten,
fighting words and staring rotten,
these were common as the grass,
count them in the looking glass.
acid rain and mary jane,
offering myself to pain,
new years eve, facedown in snow,
and wonder how i'll live alone.
Author notes
flying HIGH over the speedbumps with the streetlight splashing on our faces
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nice AN
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