blake-howardWhisper

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Paper TownCharcoal grey expressions, / And a stark white slate. / Paper people pondering,
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FloatingOn the first day of May, I saw the setting sun. / My strained body floating down a narrow path. / As the strings from my body flew to the unknown,
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Checking InI can’t do this anymore, / I’m checking in. / They say my minds broken,
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It Goes UnseenThe branches lead out from here. / The branches lead out from everywhere, / Entangling in a beauty that few see.
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Zo CoI can’t sleep, / Something tearing at my brain, / I’m burning up my lungs.
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The Grim Past I'd Like to Leave BehindAs the cold wind blows the rain across the street, / I still wonder what it would've been like if you were here. / I wonder what it would've been like if I hadn't lived in that dirt floor house,
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RingingI hear the ring across the room, / And I know who it is. / I can’t bring myself to accept the call,
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This MineWith a rusty pick in hand, / I’m searching for the black. / To keep your rage fueled and fed,
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Dear Love,Dear love, I’m so sorry. / I’ll have been used up and broken, / By the time you’re calling.
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Poem ExchangeA piece of you for a piece of me? / Ink spills my soul on a paper sheet. / And it’s all yours.
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