You smell like
fakeness and lies.
Where have you been?
“no place”
oh. alright.
Your nose…
Why is it above your
eye?
“you’re seeing
things
it’s the drugs
again”
sure. that’s it.
easy.
Your voice is much
too
yellow. So happy for
causing so much
pain…
“I have no idea
what you’re
talking about”
i guess you never
do.
That kiss is
sour—no.
bitter.
It’s never been
this way before.
Who you are anymore?
“i’m just me”
I’m having déjà
vu
and I don’t know
why…
“repeat that?”
exactly.
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