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train soulthe tracks disappear into the fog / the mist dampens everything around me / i hear a train horn in the distance and then
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Feb 5, 2013
screamdo you ever feel a scream / in your blood? / do you feel a scream
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Jan 26, 2013
ashesashes to ashes / dust to dust / from earth to sky
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Jan 20, 2013
beach thoughtsi guess some things really do / just slip through your mind / like sand through fingers
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Oct 28, 2012
cupshit hit hit / clap / slam
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Oct 20, 2012
kaleidoscopethe memories you find / at the very bottom of / your brain
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Oct 11, 2012
the first timei found an old bag / at the bottom was a smashed / frame
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Oct 9, 2012
to livelife and death are / funny concepts. / we know nothing of either.
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Oct 7, 2012
jane and jonJane- / It was cold. The sun tried to shine through the endless layers of foamy, winter clouds. It was grey. Snow had settled, frozen. Drip, drip, dripped... and refrozen. Lumps of blackened ice lined the skeletal streets of the city, asleep. Hibernating. It was dark, quiet and dead. The icy, dry winds blew through the empty stomach of the town, drying out the bricks on the buildings, cracking the trees into bits, smaller and smaller. Your breath created a thick white cloud in the air above you, but thinned and disappeared, just like everything else. / Jon-
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Oct 1, 2012
the choppedtrees don't always grow / tall and strong / sometimes they grow skinny
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Sep 8, 2012
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