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another soul flies away
on the backs of bats and ripped butterfly wings
I laid my head in your lap as you stroked my collar bone and said pretty pretty girl in your head.
trees laden with blood and the ripped shreds of rope from fragile necks.
fuck that that that and this
fuck you for giving up
fuck me for not trying
fuck open caskets and cold hands and tears of forelorn faces
young and lost and scared-- JUST LIKE YOU
just like you, skinny and bland, trying, trying to stand
to make life a little more colorful
instead of choosing the ride of bats
to a light we will all someday see.
i don't know next where these hands will lie
but how could I not know my friend wanted to die?
on the backs of bats and ripped butterfly wings
I laid my head in your lap as you stroked my collar bone and said pretty pretty girl in your head.
trees laden with blood and the ripped shreds of rope from fragile necks.
fuck that that that and this
fuck you for giving up
fuck me for not trying
fuck open caskets and cold hands and tears of forelorn faces
young and lost and scared-- JUST LIKE YOU
just like you, skinny and bland, trying, trying to stand
to make life a little more colorful
instead of choosing the ride of bats
to a light we will all someday see.
i don't know next where these hands will lie
but how could I not know my friend wanted to die?