i broke the glass
and took you out of the picture frame
kissed your one-dimensional lips
and sucked you in
took my lighter to the hem of your dress
i watched as you whispered and
burnt my fingertips
and wondered what you said
from a one-dimensional ledge
i spilled you on the floor
and rolled all over you
whiskey in my belly
ashes in my hair
we slept right there through the night
and i brushed you off in the morning
i guess the wind picked you up
and took you away somewhere
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