i love that we only exist at night

Sometimes the questions
are already the answers.

These tears fall like little candy drops
iridescent and soft
so tempting
you can't help but taste one

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now you're addicted
you always need 'just one more hit'
and i'm the streets best dealer
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i'll just have to be his little girl instead
i have been for a long time
and secretly i always will be

hit's backspace on every true emotion

i am grey
and as for black and white, they always tango around me
battling for dominance
but they forget
that the tango isn't that kind of dance

they throw each other around
instead of moving in harmony

but i am harmony
i am the perfect balance that exists between them

they ignore me
and they will keep going until they self destruct
so i'll watch them from the shadows
until i fade away...until i am nothing but a whisper on their lips