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Bree Bartha
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Downing Advil with stale coffee
Like it will put me back in my own body
Soft as silence, this reminiscing
Will live out it's days underneath my skin
Hemophilic brand of pining
The "just in case" of leaving old wounds open
Acquiescent, watching ink bleed
My Wednesday evening's not sitting beside me
There's this boy I used to know
All crooked smiles and collarbones
My best friend, my 'boy next door'
I could paint him with my eyes closed
There was almost someone, a new horizon
But he's not sleeping in my city these days
The tux and I will watch by the window
Until January brings him home to me
But there's this boy I used to know
All crooked smiles and collarbones
My best friend, my 'boy next door'
I could paint him with my eyes closed
And I'll be fine without him
But all I ever do is write about him
And, just between us kids,
These things eat at your bones and
I watched our paper plane love burn, oh
Like the Redwoods of the West Coast
But I stayed just in case
The smoke led him my way
Asynchronous healing
And all of the things we don't talk about
I'm sick of this feeling
That's just been dancing on my chest claws out
Because in my head he's still golden
But all his apathy's ruining
My fanciful recount of what it was
And it shouldn't matter
It shouldn't matter
But it does
Downing Advil with stale coffee
Like it will put me back in my own body
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