the same

a simple wish
of self inflicted memories
a simple kiss
and uncontrolled memories
the thought of myself
being wrapped around your finger
the fucking mess
that you left me to clean here.
in a dream of
absolute bliss and honesty
create a life where
everything is good for me
the thought of myself
being left to linger
through the fucking mess
that could be a little cleaner
in the end where
fakers meet reality
shake their hands
to face the truth of hostility
the thought of myself
being in this danger
with the fucking mess here
that ive never seen cleaner.

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