If this moment was a shooting star,
our fingers wildly intertwined,
we would crash into the ground
with our lips pressed tightly to the dirt.
As the earth rushed at our mouths
we would only look at each other,
helpless, speechless,
feel the reeling moment of togetherness.
Could you smile then?
Your crooked teeth have never looked so beautiful,
and that glint in your eyes looks a lot like god.
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killer ending lines. great job and best of luck. :]
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