jrbarclay-2Whisper

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MeteoriteHe exits / a smoke, ignited / inhale
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ElementalMy metal hand / shakes your plastic skin / and my glass lips
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4 oz.antisocial sociopath / exquisitely exhumed exhaust / let us be clear. this is the end.
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3:06 am, looking out the window, smoking a cigarette, drinking a strong rye whisky and thinking.Where are you?
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Survival GuideWe all know the impending, ominous, zombie apocalypse is ever present, here are some guidelines I suggest we all follow, at all times: / 1) Know you friends and enemies. Who can you trust? When the moment strikes, know who you will want by your side and who is expendable. / 2) Assess your surroundings.
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High Gravity QuestionsYour liquid is / leaking / all over my table
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Trying to RememberI've forgotten / how you feel / I've forgotten
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Your Own Private RiverbedI hope this reaches you well. My best wishes are upon you. / You have severed me completely. (Something) I thought you would (never do). / You achieved it, so precisely.
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Somewhere between 8 and 9I saw you a long time ago / Before you noticed me / When you were oblivious
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4:04 am, cigarette and Templeton RyeThis overseer's sight is my plight / water treatment a silly game / only blots out my sight
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