Paint me a picture

lick your fingers to a beat and reminisce
the friction felt between the sun and its horizon,
murdering the day as its crime
as the sky brightens up to a black.
diamonds are borrowed
and wishes are made as endless as
our unfulfilled memories.

you told me to just go with it.

(well, i guess no one ever follows their own advice.)

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