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I'd say, "Sweet dreams",
and we would continue talking,
sometimes for hours...
Last night it rained like it hasn't since i was a little kid.
My parents & I opened the big windows, we sat and watched,
I had an incredible disire to have someone special with me,
i wanted you, i've hurt you.
I got up and left my parents to enjoy their moment, in each others arms.
I sat in my room, sad and alone.
. . . .
this is how it ended in tokyo.
ordered to work
in working order.
we will break things
just to call them broken.
stained by this compulsion to ruin and name it art.
no matter how much it matters.
we discovered we are really mostly just water.
we pretend about a past to justify right now.
we tell countless lies to make it through each day.