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it doesn’t matter. All the skylines look the same now.Everywhere is- not home.But we still live the lives you always dreamed of.We don’t pay covers. We sleep through the days.I mostly think of vampires.Not quite. But 1986 they are the closest I can come.They gotta know something about the way we don’t go to sleep until the sun comes up. Or maybe something about the marks she’s been leaving on my neck.Yawn.Squint.Dark glasses.I hate the way the sun looks at me. Like it knows everything 1986 ive been up 1986 to.There is something intensely foreign but at the same time charming about texas. Put the love on hold. We move slow.The disaster is wearing a “don’t mess with texas” shirt.The unOriginal gansta.The disaster says “im faded, but you should really think this over cause it could take all night”.But I’m pretty sure he was just faded.My bunk feels like a coffin tonight. The air feels humid here. It makes it hard to breathe. It makes every pull worth it.This is the curtain call on desperation.So
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