like an attractive girl reading your favorite book on the bus and our hearts lay open on the table at salisbury house and it's three a.m. and we poke and prod about how they all don't know what love is
no not even sex
'cause how could they?
i wrote more words but swallowed them whole so you'll have to tear apart my insides.
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