You'll die for me, fixing your bangs.
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You'll die for
me,
fixing your bangs.
Forgetting
words
past you
in trousers
will walk
the clouds,
and the neighbour
from the balcony
will chuck out
last year's
fir tree.
Groundhog Day
fuck…
You do love, though?
And you know
That you live
only once
Right? —
Sternly
asked
the Earth, —
Fix
Your bangs
And proudly
die
for yourself.