Wednesday, December 24, 2025

You Lied

Surrender to me,
come on.

We've been dancing on the tracks
for weeks,
rubbing sticks together for heat.

Taking turns singing,
but I, keep losing my breath
so darling, darling.

Crumble mountains to the sea.

Whoa.
No, no, no!
(...)

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