Bobby Pin Birds
the ground is littered with bobby pin birds
shot from your fingers like lightning
straight at my chest
i'm hit! god help me i'm going down
falling ever faster into the sea of green
your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
falling into this world of locked cars and christmas lights
spooky chains and hangovers
promises kept and a place i belong
and i cannot stop myself
i put my arms out to slow the decent
prolong the impact
but they find nothing but you
and i'm hit once again
steel fingers to my side that scream
"i love you"
and i know it's true
i never want to remember life without you by my side
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