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we're being too honest. i push you to pull me. belittle my little attempts at growth. go on go on. head right down that headlight's stare. take my wind and blow it back at me. it's happened before. halo my middle a hoola hoop hug. squeeze to warm and ribs stab heart. hey god, i dare you to say it to my face. hey god, i'll pull you outta the sky and make you 14 again. you'll never say another word about blame. we bit lips. we saucer eyes. i can't shake the shapeless memories every time i read sassy. halo my middle a hoola hoop hug. squeeze to warm and ribs stab heart. now the taste of my teeth reminds me, have i called you today? yesterday i called you never. |
