“You are not the getaway car
You are not the softest bed.
You are not the answer sheet
You are not the heavy jacket.
You are not the door prize I get to win
for the Most Busted-Up Heart.
You are not my next morning
so you can't be the night before.
You are not any metaphor
that can work.”
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