letters to who you love the most
unmailed postcards sent anywhere but here
dreaming of someplace greater
(and) even crueler than sibling rivalry
sworn enemies over your backyard fence
never knew any better
its always same shit, different DJ
repeat to repent and repeat
Groundhog Day with no symptoms
another sick-minded shadow of yours
so you go play the game to homemade rules
hidden aces arent allowed and we dont play for keeps
and hearts belong in (bird/rib)cages but are always sewn on your sleeves
stitch me up.
my love for yours.
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