Riding in cars with gods - part 2
Tony Stark and his holograms.
please don’t leave me here
Pull me off to darkened corners
Where all other eyes avoid us.
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces
We’re dropped and well concealed in secret places
Clearly someone has been reading Be Your Own Windkeeper
Your lies, don’t want ‘em
Drop dead, not joking
This thing is broken
But when I look at you you’re forgiven
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