tie me down and crash the car. i want to feel the force of immortality. i want you to let yourself go. scar me beautiful. this the soul rush. it is escaping me to keep it because this normal life is not so simple. this car ride will never be long enough. and the water is coming, the lights are blurring, so step on the gas and you will never have to stop. i will not let you. your motor senses let your mind stimulate the movement. my seatbelt lets my bruises spread like ink. flash forms of skin and blood, one single scream. one silent second. the screeching glass and metal, the twisted art forms and the feel of waves crashing upon a plastic shell. there is so much more than what we want. this normal life is not so simple. silver glow. golden shock. the taste of lipstick. the sight of breaking. the argument. the accident. darling, miles away under the ocean among twisted rubber and after the skid marks and ambulatory lights, we will still be holding each other. immortal.
-mimi-
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