Earning Ire

Planes Mistaken For Stars

lost somewhere in the bottle and song i bet
on static to hold the rest together
and i want it back
what you've leveled with a glance
i want a language i can use
because my words are lost on you
and i'll scrape bottom to prove i bleed
slit my throat to speak and let me breathe

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