Drunk christmas night
drunk christmas night
blood poisoned with liquid that most people call alcohol feet drown in a pair of dr. martens and footsteps in white icy snow red cheeks purple lips wide eyes the world is a daze. I wonder can it always be like this? moon shines a half but it feels like a whole, a thing I'd like to see, like you you're in my head like my earbuds in my ears, music, always music in my head, playing, playing, are you fine? are you fine? are you fine? can you be mine? when the moon shines its inside can you do too? old people in public transport in front of me I feel young, I am young, where is my youth? snowflakes on their coats like the years they've lived and look down on mine and there is none have I not lived yet? be half the moon that's visible out there I can be the other invisible part don't you worry, will you worry? will you worry?
I am not finished
I am not finished
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