your pupils move like pendulums,
but your heart just
drops.
I heard your voice,
you were singing along
The light rises then it falls
just like marbles being dropped.
Light up your own cigarette.
This is the city
and the birds have none to spare.
We've got a box of Crayolas,
but we just draw the Earth ashen.
I couldn't be scared if I tried
because you told me with your tongue,
"glass hearts mix better broken,
so kill while you're young"
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