Hey Honey
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Both so miserable.
I remember.
Now it’s far
I’ve found myself
(even if she’s different and wiser and fiercer and more cautious)
after so long
But when does the damage begin to show.
And when does everything bad leave.
I just want to hold hands on west 4th.
And in a more dangerous subway car.
Does that work. Anymore?
And with who?
go away.