our lips were purple
and we were laughing out loud
about things we will never remember
walking at night, on those sidewalks
that i will never imagine
how those will be so present in life forever.
and i remember just if like it was yesterday
our first kiss
at that gas station
with our purple lips
full with cheap wine
just the way we liked.
but sometimes, i don't know why
its not done yet.
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