[OLD]
The sky above the trees.
I'm peeking, remembering to breathe.
Ladykiller left just in time.
I want the words I write
about you
to be disgusting.
I won't care.
Keep me occupied,
so I don't need to care.
Waking, making plans
every moment best spent
together.
Contain my interest.
Sick of dry throats
making me feel nobody
can love me again.
They haven't yet.
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