This belongs to me, I guess

we used to be such good kids,
whatever happened?
all of us deflowered relentlessly
by time

we're growing older,
and relentlessly growing up
unfortunately

God, give me the courage
to stand up to the
stupid forces of scrutiny,
they are so strong

I'm thinking of all the places
and names and things
I remember
and don't want to forget

Love holds us strong
and keeps us in
against the dawn

I find myself wishing
that I were special
and maybe I could get some
special treatment

I think that God thinks
that we are just like
everyone,
but we're not

we actually deserve it

I lie here drunkened by liquors
so you know every word
is true and meaningful,
no filters or deceit

I'm lying here typing this
on empty sheets
wishing they were you

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