there is gaps
between my breaths
that take up
more time
than they should
more gone than
there
i have a new callus
on the crease of my
index finger
and a bruise
on my knee
mixed in with grass
and the bite
of almost tomorrow
and street lights
that flash across my
thighs
highlighting scars that came easily
i don't want to
go back
to the stretched out
hair ties
and socks
without holes
i want to move down
and become grounded
or maybe just fall asleep
early
chin up
let the sunshine in
squash the hope
to save your heart
from another crack
she can't take
much more
open your eyes
don't go away
stay with me one more night
but only if you like
its okay
i wont be mad
between my breaths
that take up
more time
than they should
more gone than
there
i have a new callus
on the crease of my
index finger
and a bruise
on my knee
mixed in with grass
and the bite
of almost tomorrow
and street lights
that flash across my
thighs
highlighting scars that came easily
i don't want to
go back
to the stretched out
hair ties
and socks
without holes
i want to move down
and become grounded
or maybe just fall asleep
early
chin up
let the sunshine in
squash the hope
to save your heart
from another crack
she can't take
much more
open your eyes
don't go away
stay with me one more night
but only if you like
its okay
i wont be mad
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