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Bluelight Crew
dirt
it's how you crinkle your nose at your own jokes
it's the way you paint beauty in the creases of the mundane
it's like mainlining ethereal dust of divinity talking to you
it's angels I tied up to be torn apart by horses to give you wings
it's me cutting the sun to pieces & gluing them into a halo for you
it's the silent ardency that makes me drunk & sick like the anemic
it's veneration in a mouth sewn shut that drips from stolid spit-wet eyes
it's a lie that you make my heart skip a beat when you make it flat-line
it's the way you look at me that gave the butterflies razor wings
it's hypodermic needles pushed under nails seeing you with him
it's my candle-wax lamentations written in tongues I've stolen
these love-letters buried in the dirt
it's how you crinkle your nose at your own jokes
it's the way you paint beauty in the creases of the mundane
it's like mainlining ethereal dust of divinity talking to you
it's angels I tied up to be torn apart by horses to give you wings
it's me cutting the sun to pieces & gluing them into a halo for you
it's the silent ardency that makes me drunk & sick like the anemic
it's veneration in a mouth sewn shut that drips from stolid spit-wet eyes
it's a lie that you make my heart skip a beat when you make it flat-line
it's the way you look at me that gave the butterflies razor wings
it's hypodermic needles pushed under nails seeing you with him
it's my candle-wax lamentations written in tongues I've stolen
these love-letters buried in the dirt
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