couplets? Really.

[speak_glance]

They speak in glances
we sleep on second chances.

In the end, when we don't fall
silence, like a slit wrist, will call.
And we dare not embrace it.
Glance at it.
Know that it thinks you're shit.

One shot. This is my one shot?

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[reptiliancandy]

One life? Maybe.

One shot? Never.