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There were rivers inside of our shoes
We were working on wasting time
It was the worst 3 months of your life
but the DXM was fine and I said

“Don’t worry about the rent, this month isn’t over yet.”

Then we drank each other’s piss out of white coffee cups
When it hits your lips it tastes just like warm water.
What kind of disappointment is this?

We were electric like the summer
And I said to my brother
“Next Halloween let’s be each other and stay that way forever”


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