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I will not kill my past,I will breatheinto itswhispering lungsas they leancloserand closerandclosertowards exhaustion.I will have dailyconversations w..
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skin painted onby a tyrantand the heart ofa weeping willowweren't we all meant to beborn by another set of strangers?my own father's handsrusty and sc..
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I'll bend my bow above gravitybecause I hate thatsinking feeling tooI'll assemble the ashes of my soulbecause you're worth allthat is left of meI'll w..
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nobody caresno nobody careswe're numb to the wrong peopleunforgiving to our could be saviorsshelter me from the skyi don't wanna feel this smallnot ev..
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before your hand is placed in mines and yourarms entomb me fromthis pitiful land,I will listen to nick cave andmorrisseyto keep my patience.I amnot si..
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I am running out of timeto find a person to fit intothe diminishingspace in my headleft overfor good people.if a she makes her way tome,she will be bu..
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probably my most bon iver inspired song, also gonna be tough to remember. where is joanna newsom's long term memory when you need it?
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Of all the woe in the world, why did you add to mines?If I bend instead of breaking, just give me some time.You are the density of my skull.If gravity..
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pour every blade you owninto metime spent lovingis better spent dying.and if the former always endsin the latter,then who are you to waste my time?so ..
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The soul
has one necessity:
to weep.
When the flesh, tissue,
nerves, and bone
scathe themselves with pleasure,
the soul is sewing
now to then
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