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The sting of a memory’s rain Blind, blindsided, like a car crash The hurt leaps back up Like whiplash Like… Read more.
Those bad mojo memories Coming back to foil and kick A decent day turned down low Shadow records play in… Read more.
I am starless, spotless, as I lie out beneath this tattered universe ceiling thinking only of you… I hear your… Read more.
The wide maw of sleep deprivation. Tunnel light etching scripts for the nausea people. The magpie man wants to blow… Read more.
When you want to be someonebut no one knows who you really arewhen you’re living in the wormthat lives in… Read more.
Why is it now 10 million memories later That you appear When I feel my hand empty In a moment… Read more.
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