paperback rider die

now i get it
how we’re
different people
when we need to be
we say i love you, i do, i mean it boo
but, we know whos real and we know whos faking too

these days
clarity comes more easily
we find ourselves in the inbetween
we laugh more heartily
sigh less often
we let the tears flow
much less frequently

and we let go because gravity
is made up
and we can stay up
all night if we want to

upside down, doors unhinged, accidents so many times before we fix the past with presence

its your party baby dance if you want to
yeah cry if you need to
lets take a ride on this new frequency

but make it last/lets take a risk
we dont care if we crash
we need to bleed
we’re dying to feel alive

but we want to heal
peel off the scabs
earn the pain 
that comes with a life lived
more ________________

before this trip ends

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