smells_like_me
bjiou looks like me, shaped like me. smaller. pressed together on the hood of the car, we heard two vehicles collide a couple blocks away. now ive got bruises on the sensitive side of me and she's plucking out songs on my abandoned guitar, bright friday morning. she smells like me. don't want to explain anything, i'm tired of talking so much. things without names. 040409
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