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Dumb Real Love
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2020 Catch mistakes for you
almost as fast as they said I’d catch feelings
I scoff even as I’m sinking
I make up the words
that everyone has already made up before,
scratched on railroad tracks on the worst best days,
waiting for luck
waiting for her
waiting for something to change
I make up the words
and spin them into a black hole
of dumb real love
they mold me into
some kind of well-rehearsed tragedy
I unfollow your footsteps
but make up the same words again
I show them to your star
ask her
what does that make me
she whispers
dumb real love
this is how I know I have fallen
and if I can’t write a song about it
there are so many other reasons to remember
