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you'd listen to the same song
over and over again
until you hated it,
until it became just another song
in your playlist you'd always
skip over but never delete.
and you'd drink vodka
over and over again
until you forgot your surroundings,
until it tasted like water,
like absolutely nothing to you.
and you'd say your name
over and over again
until it sounded foreign,
until it sounded like gibberish,
until it all just becomes
a mix of letters and vowels
and consonants.
and you'd tell the same joke
over and over again
until it got old,
until everyone stops laughing.
And what about me?
When you kiss me over and over again?
What will I turn into?
What will I become?