the last time i saw you
it was red hair and pink beds
sly smiles behind all we knew
and always left unsaid
and its all just headaches with hangnails
goodnight and goodmorning
goodmorning goodnight
a disregarded month, a forgotton week, a misspent hour
all adding up, tossed aside together, collectively joined:
a demon that steals the wind right out of even the prettiest sails
living in someone
i can't quite recognize
shes even begun to show
something like death behind the eyes
goodnight and goodmorning
goodmorning goodnight
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