Who knew
A kiss thru the car window
Could start the bad boy addiction
Watering myself down
So the fires i start
dont burn
me to the ground
Its tragic to fear your own power
To the point of self sacrifice
But these ashes aren't heavy
They move with grace
And clear up space
With a soft blow
Like the memory of your mouth
Being held as I fell
And it's true you live rent free in my head
But its the least I can do
Its the candle light vigil
That brings the lost souls home
Its the seance that insures
You stay with me forever
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