.we lost ourselves in these bright lights and cigarettes. we became our charade.
a classic primetime tragedy. so skin graphed, a romantically hopeless warpath.
statistically the cameras. and lovers like us die in car wrecks. mathematically incorrect,
you fuckers ain't seen nothing yet. //and.
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