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Passing Kisses

I’ve sordid thoughts I’d barter for something long since gone.
Instead, we linger, carving deep, tomorrow’s grave.

Dropping time and passing kisses in muddled understanding,
words obsolete against jaded suits.
Apologies, grains of sand, slide deep into this rift,
shrouded in betrayals, pleas of hardened hearts.

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