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27 July 2023

rocket to the sun

 I slipped into your purse        with your matches        your makeup       and your works      I rifled through your drawers      to find your stash          and I got a glimpse of your psychology      you’re packed to crash       and end all our fun     but that’s okay       you just thought of it first      when I was young      I slashed my wrists       the scars remain       but the boy is gone    he’s on a rocket  to the sun       nothing now can bring him down

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