Planes mistaken for stars

Leaning the room

Planes mistaken for stars
i stood on your steps.
and watched the blue.
filter through your blinds.
and i traced lines backwards.
begging to before bottles spun us to bed.
and bitter kisses beat us to sleep.
and you can be sure.
i'll be leaving.
half as fast as i came
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