like old movies, we skip hard on broken patterns
comedies end in weddings, but i'm not laughing & there's no white
my mouth moves around filters that shut me up & shut me down
smoke for attention, it's a girl's flare gun
sparks can fly but feeling dissipates in the gust of promise 


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Sad.exe
something something something, I respect the spirit!