All stirred up by the words that come out on these pages.
These thoughts are best left to staunch women
Who sit happily under a repressive veil of undetermined class.
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So 5 days of silence
5 days to compile
5 days to realize
This inner peace will take awhile.
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I have been aching and craving
Was watching as the clock ticked by.
I've been rallying
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Bright shining little eyes
Messy little toes
Dirty little fingers
With a snotty little nose.
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John Coltrain, cheap boxed wine, stars melting on heart strings that fall down from the sky.
So here comes your drugs they are clouding your heart. Then there goes your world you are falling apart.
Ground lying and wondering where this will lead. You missed that tomorrow, you wouldn't take heed. I saw you when standing and I saw you fall,
I reached out my hand and yelled out my empty call.
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I was human once and it looked a lot like you.
Hopes, dreams, and bathrooms.
Surprisingly easy how that all slips away.
Hunkered in alleys, cops chasing when you left your leg to piss.
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This cold and its bite are welcomed companions.
I do not crave the warmth in the way most do.
I run in a calescent state of mind
That waivers slightly to any one side.
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I saw her walking down the street around dawn.
Easy to spot she wasn't out for a jog.
She did pass some women who were though, they whispered and tried not to let on they were staring.
She could feel it, but wearing the look of someone who had never felt enough or felt far too much in her life, yet it was a type of stare she was used to.
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Say to self walk cautious be gracious
Yet falling all over yourself a little like wreckage
Think you feel better because you did what you know
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