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Calls of the GhostHe broke into my house, stole the portrait off the mantelpiece / He signed his name at the bottom of every page in my diary, / And he slept in my bed.

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Dec 6, 2011

crownsI was born on the shore of Lake Erie / Seven pounds in nature's hands / My mother told me never to be caught

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May 1, 2012

FolksI've heard the creak of the stairs / as she passes over them / for the eleventh time today,

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Oct 13, 2013

Linda's Piano KeysShe told me 'no.' / Stick stuck between two fingers, / Lips pursed, exhaling smoke

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Feb 26, 2012

Wit;Handsome come and handsome go / Still when I speak your name, I feel the cold / Distance left me years ago

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Jan 1, 2012

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