objects in mirror are closer than they appear.
"i slipped, tripped, busted my lip and fell in love."
the other night, i was thinking about that night,
you remember which one i mean right?
when something happened and your pride didn't get in the way.
still inside, but not the way i want you to be.
you're my cancer, and i'm searching for a cure.
even if it kills me.
my eyes lost the battle today.
flooded; walls weren't strong enough.
but my minds drifting to some[where/one] else.
each kiss better than the last.
left wanting more in the worst way.
answer me in whispers.
make me lose my mind in the good way.
maybe two wrongs do make a right.
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