Throw your diamonds up
In your twig like arms they bleed to coal.
You’re looking through me
Te space where my heart beats
The veins where I mainline you
Love is the drug you cant (and don’t want to) kick.
Leaves you pale and posturing
Asking the question
Forgetting the answer.
My stare is glass
Reflecting into myself
Inwards and inwards
Forgetting how to breathe.
Neon flicks on
The dream drips away
You swim in my head like a mystical mermaid.
3AM, open a beer
Drink it down
Here’s a toast
To the girl.
To.The.Girl.I. ( ).

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