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Jul 2017
it drifts beneath a lightly dusted sky
a mangled lullaby,
tangling its way around my throat
and into my ears

fingertips trace over my trembling lips
and i've never felt so alive

embers singe their way into my flesh,
and i am never whole again

the lies spelled out through fireflies
burn their way into my eyes
and all i can think about is him
Arlo Disarray
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Arlo Disarray  In your imagination
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