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actually tragic

from Lost Boys by Yr Poetry

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Nowhere will be open this late. So let's wait till next time
(and next time let's just don't)
Don't stop befriending everyone.
They need you more than you need ever know.

But every night I'd sit and gaze at yr hair.
What secrets are you shedding? Who's that meant to be impressing?
And everything you write is so fucking dramatic
I can never tell if this is actually tragic.

The last time you came thru, I saw you.
You'd been crying, stopping tears by clenching fists
Do you miss those moments of silence?
Cut adrift on a sea of plastic cups

Every night I'd sit and gaze at yr hair.
There are stories in those strands, what lost scenes did you cut?
And everything you write is so fucking dramatic
I can never tell if this is actually tragic.

So don't stop pretending to care about me. Don't stop.

Take one drag for the past I bring back
And one drag for a too-brief synopsis of where various distant mutual friends are at.
Take two drags for the true transporters; the crew that called us and the new guy that drove her.
And one more cos this all seems so familiar.

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from Lost Boys, released December 22, 2017

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