beautiful night.

.beautiful night.

She bought a book today
It’s already resting on the shelf
It’s time to start from the beginning
Now it’s time to start with herself
She draws out her map
Landmarks of her history in her head
These use to be her stops
But now she can drive past them instead
And she knows it’s alright…
…it’s a beautiful night.

Baptized by the same rain that falls on the sinners,
She takes shelter amongst them
Eyes stinging from the smoke-lights, dry tongue
From consuming them too often
The bass beats on their bones
A one piece symphony melts and covers her soul
While the hoods, flowers, and princetons
Are outside smoking a bowl
It just makes you think…
…what a beautiful night.

The ocean sin reflects onto a cloudy sky that is becoming clearer
When she realizes the only face she needs beside her is the one she sees in the mirror
…and she loved her all along
Even when she is living here in this life, pulled over on an empty roadside
Loving her beautiful night.

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