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Settling In

i guess you know something about me
we both have skylines on our arms
and even though buildings in yours
cast a different shadow
sometimes i feel they look like mine
i still wake up hungover drunk
to look at myself naked in the mirror
to stare at the curves of my aging body
so wreckless and wrecked
but beautiful
i wonder if you see me beautiful too
if we arent just an inner space cavern
doomed to the dark days ahead
with our clock in out jobs
logging hours like a prison sentence
we wonder what we ever deserved in this world
crazy kids in a muscle car
never feeling real
stereo on with the bass up and we vibrate to a future
our crystal ball is telling us we dont belong in
the what ifs crashing my party
keeping me awake
i will dream about it
i still get to dream about you
even if we are nothing more than semi colons
on a page that is running ink
even if you are just a figment
of my fucking imagination
even if i settle like i settle and then break apart

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About deadendemily

Emily lives in Austin, TX. She has a minor in chaos and a major in spray paint. She likes Vincent Price and ABBA. She enjoys being covered in fake blood and writing horror stories. Most of the time she just hopes that her cat is not plotting to murder her, her cat being a minion of Satan and all. They would never suspect the cat.

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