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Sitting here in the brokedown bus

Wondering what will become of us

She sits and listens to her thigh

knowing soon she will be so high

the rain ripples against her skin

she lifts one hand and slides right in

She moves her hand against her spine

knowing all will be just fine

Skin and muscle rips apart

no body now just this art

her soul moves up against the sky

her own skilled hand can make her fly

Sitting alone in the brokedown bus

She knows now that there is no us.