resolve

i’ve got my blue dress on

the one i wore to the wedding

that no doubt ended badly

i hit the pavement all day

but am doomed to fail

my smile isn’t wide enough

my eyes aren’t bright enough

all i want is shelter from this storm

in the arms of someone who worships me

but we’re past that point

in our lives, aren’t we?

just rinsing the lipstick stains

off of our collars

and gliding into the street

with alibis on our tongues

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