When the last love song is sung
Will you sing along as loud as your lungs allow
or have you forgotten the words?

nothing stops us from moving our bodies in rhythm to the sound

Stop fucking creeping, you damn creep.
Quit creeping,
hawking,
lurking,
stalking,
and following.

And if you read this you've only proven my point.

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relatively clean slate

erasing memory at the touch of a button. the world has become so convenient.

Our guns are drawn with mine at my head and yours at my heart.

I wonder who will pull the trigger first.