where can this go

not supposed 222 know that

and everyone knew deep deep down

under neath the wreck of it all the little glass piece of the chandelier wouls still

shiver every once in a while when i thought about it

last tuesday after noon i watched ten doves do nothing

if i filmed it i would've plaqyed a better role

i could have been the sun behind closed fingers

the jolt of neon pink before the flash of lightning hits

and the lightning f*****g hits let me tell u

the scars never go away those white embers the purity

so intricate in design it forgets its own name like

there

 that's how i'll remember u there

that's how i wanted it 222 be and this is our in between

and u type faster than me

and i don't know how many cavities u have

and i have never eaten a kitten for real

and i would never even think of that alone

and u

for u