in our corner
into this blue world
safe and frozen,
trying to hold on
we push ourselves and never mind
feeling so unique
we brace ourselves for the decline
the hill is very steep
in the blue days
pretending it’s a crime
float in inner space
destroying our minds
we kill ourselves, do it twice
kissing bloody cheeks
we offer our empty minds
failing to believe
in the arms of a stranger
intoxicating danger
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