Stars aligned within silhouettes discarded kisses in misanthropic light, your skin filled with magic of American wastelands. Holding hands is moonlight inside of two palms, a universe beyond heaven and hell. I kiss you like a wet dream the walls breath back, famous stars sinking nowhere-ness that breaks your silence in violence that says love. -V
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