Will you walk with me today?
Walk with me and show me the way,
For I do not know how to do this on my own.
Your love can guide me through this stormy night,
Your hand in mine as we glide through the sky,
Getting stars stuck in our teeth.
And with lessons learned in our back pockets,
We daze at the foreign beauty of a bullet.
For tonight, we die, with your hand in mine.
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Or maybe you just think that love is complete through death.
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