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This scalpel makes a map across my back.
Carve a short cut to your suitcase lips.
There's no saving us tonight.
Our pulse will flutter like a dial tone.
As you touch my hand for one last time, the car engine hums us to sleep. the lies.
Your subtle teeth.

Tonight is the rest of our lives, a carbon monoxide lullaby. evacuate. abandon this breath.
Pull myself apart. just to feel something real.
I close my eyes i turn my back for one last time.
I hold my breath i fall alseep inside your arms. your eyes reflect my regrets. all the feelings you cant afford and the ones i cant control have collided. now i'm a mess. i've tried my best to hide it. now it's obvious. i wear it in these wounds that never heal.

There's no saving us tonight.

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