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[rodentia]

you're perfection that could kill you
it's the truth you lie about
the lie you cry about
and it will happen again

and i can't stand standing here
while the raging winds blow around
all the love like raindrops
as much as i care
I can't help but wonder...
how much longer will I be falling
before I careen and meet the hard ground
face first

and face first
i'll stand up laughing
that full faced smile you like
so much
and
like I do
like you do
like that
it never happened

and we'll crawl for hours
around the worst parts of us
and we'll crawl into bed
clinging to what we want and
tomorrow

it's coming. mark my words.