can i whisper my future lies
and let the wind take them?
can i trust that those words
lose their meaning
and each other?
maybe we shouldn't feed delusion
we're adults, right?
those whispers can't un-be
they will always be tied together
and saturate the air of every room i enter
so now we must weep
we lost
i'll never not have a trick
up my sleeve
maybe we can be vampires together?
it will be opulently hedonistic
we can trace our tongues
along each others' teeth
and taste blood on the wrists
of those who good courses through
how's that sound?
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