My palm reads like a young girl's diary
I am mostly dream, mostly crush Not much of a realist, but muse and doctor for friends and people who love someone else The bright sweetness of xylitol gum, already memory as you pop it between your teeth I fade like that, that fast you'll miss me before I'm gone
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