i think the end of the world would be okay with you hairstill and arms waving wrapped in clothes and hands and the music as it fades out and more fades in our hands interlace in air anchored by elbows and someone threw the stars out into the sky like spit all the dandruff sprinkled over all we know i don’t know how it would end i don’t know how the stars would disappear or if it would be us that went first stepping off the edge like waiting for a stair that isn’t there but i think i would lie still arms full of you mouth numb to all i don’t want to hear
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