Last Box of Sparklers
worn out page
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Love
but underneath it all
underneath the stars
like sadness we collide
so far beneath us all
we walk but not too far
we stay but not for long
And I wear nylon boots
so I don't get the wet inside
we sort of thought we'd be alright
we see the things we hate
we fear the things love
so easy on ourselves
the faded photographs
the worn out paper parts
from torn out pages, hearts