Grease Beaches
We would talk all night
During the summer and winter
And we'd ignore our eyes begging
And our hands burning
And our cheeks shined
And our foreheads were grease beaches
And our skin was sand for the oceans of hair
And we never washed our faces
And we wrote crappy letters
Saying things we both knew
And we'd make each other cry
And we'd make each other laugh
And then
It was over.
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