etch a sketch to make an X

two tired thighs two red lines 

i could feel your blood run through mine

it wasn’t the first time

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i listened close to strings you chose

some rhythms we may come to know 

i could feel you pull to the dirt below

you wanted to rest

 

and your skin sticks to mine

and when daylight drips into the night

dry your eyes, or just have mine

 

stay up late to try n make some sound

some circles we just shout around

and i feel you pull away

so i do the same

 

a human being what a shame

you'll lose it all if you play the game

so i’ll steer clear of it all 

even shadows fall

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but your skin sticks to mine sometimes

and when daylight drips into the night

dry your eyes, or just have mine

just have mine